I guess if i was hungry, i could kill again. But defiantly not to simply off-set my grocery bill. I don't think i can anymore.
However, i will still partake of the fruits of those that can provide that type of service. Unfortunately for their clients, (consisting mostly of meat), I like what they are! But there IS other means of protein available to me these days. Dilemma (i.e. continuing the thinking of our ancestors) 101.
I'll probably figure it out in between the bong-hits, fruit-loop nachos, & letting the dog clean the peanut butter off my...let's say foot.
Post Script: Maybe it's an age-thang. Closer to the chopping-block and all...but dude, barbecue!
First, get new glasses so you can see what the hell you are aiming at !. Second, forget the iron sights, those are for the younger crowd, Get a scope. 3rd, back up the scope with a laser, at our age every little bit helps !
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This assumes we’re talking about animals and not humans. The question of “How does one learn to kill again?” is only answered with another question or two. Are you willing to starve? Hungry people will do what it takes to survive. Do you want that meat rare, medium or well done?
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If you are satisfied with farm raised meat then enjoy. If you want a different taste then by all means go hunting. I would suggest wild boar as they are a nuisance animal, can be taken at anytime and by any means. Plus bacon.
Hudini makes a good point. If you're struggling with the moral aspect, then hunting an invasive species should help. They don't belong there anyway, so you're doing the habitat a favor. Feral pigs are a good example. They are not indigenous to North America. And they are VERY destructive.
Also keep in mind, the harvesting of the animal is just the first step in the process. It also needs to be cleaned and gutted. That process tends to gross people out.
But I think it's important for people to see where their meat comes from. Most people are completely divorced from that process. They just buy the end product and eat it, without any thought or care where it came from or how it got there. I think if everyone had to take a tour through a slaughterhouse, they wouldn't be so eager to stuff their faces.
I agree, most folks would or do not understand the process of what is involved in putting food on the table.
I was reared on a small ranch and we raised and fatten our own meat. Put myself through college working in a meat packing facility. I’m not into wild game but fully support those that are. Wild game is generally way more expensive per pound unless you consider the hunt to be part of the adventure or, like road kill. 🥴
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I don't know why one would want to "garnish" possum " in coon fat gravy" since a possum is way plenty fat and greasy on it's own.
I shot one off the cat feeder a few nights ago after running it off several nights previous. It was ok when it came alone but she had started bringing her friends along. (No, I did not skin it...hauled it to the far SE corner of the property and threw it on the bone pile.)
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They are tough little b-turds. I nailed one in the Fiero a bunch of years ago. He went between the front wheels but got nailed by the back left. Bounced the back of the car a foot in the air, and when I looked in the mirror he is waddling across like nothing happened.
I don't know why one would want to "garnish" possum " in coon fat gravy" since a possum is way plenty fat and greasy on it's own.
I shot one off the cat feeder a few nights ago after running it off several nights previous. It was ok when it came alone but she had started bringing her friends along. (No, I did not skin it...hauled it to the far SE corner of the property and threw it on the bone pile.)