Originally Posted by Downthestretch55
Danzig,
I don't shoot crows either, though there seem to be plenty around.
Heck, I even caught a sea gull once while I was blue fishing.
Released unharmed, though it tried like crazy to take off my fingers...such an ingrate!
I do hunt birds...ruffed grouse (partridge in these parts), woodcock, and pheasants. Never over my limit, and all eaten.
Wild turkey is pretty good too, especially after a maple brine and hickory smoke in the smoker.
Basically, I don't waste any of the harvest.
It's not the blood, the kill, or the pulling of the trigger that makes it important to me. That's such a small part of it, and frankly, it gives me no joy.
The truth of it is that there's something about hunting and fishing that connects me with something far bigger than me. Not many folks will understand that. Nor do I want to try to convince them.
All I ask is for tolerance.
And yes, I've been involved in chickens, pigs, lambs, veal, and most of the other meats that come so neatly wrapped in the refrigerator case in the supermarket. To be honest, we always gave the critters the best food, care, and life possible. It's as real as my stringbeans and tomatoes.
All part of the "garden" called abundance. Gosh, I love it all.
Thanks for tolerating my rant.
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