This morning I awoke to sounds of guns or rifles going off in the woods behind our house. I think it is deer season. Our next-door neighbors have 3 boys & one little girl. They have been seen dragging deer hunting paraphenalia into the woods near here. Makes me afraid to go walking near my own house.
I have total respect for taking the life of an animal who can provide needed food and warmth to people when they need it. I’m not such a fan of hunting for sport. But even that, I can put up with, as long as they’re not skinning the hide off some animal in the backyard next to mine.
But I have very little faith in the wisdom of deer hunters during deer season. It’s such a man-thing to have to bring in the deer catch of the day. They take risks they shouldn’t take. Do you really trust them not to take unnecessary risks, when it could mean their getting their one deer for the season? I don’t. People are stupid, male pride is involved, and competition within families. Makes me very nervous.