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Originally posted by on-ramp
I'm not proud of those days, and i was too naive. I operated on a few rabbits and then injected them with poison. There were other animals in that basement, dogs, rabbits, a few pigs. The barking from the dogs trapped in their cages and the other sounds I still keep and have nightmares of to this day......
I don't MURDER them for fun. People who do have serious issues........
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A) No offense, but it sounds like you need to talk to someone about this. I'm not just pulling your chain man. You reactions to this thread make it pretty clear that you have never gotten past this.
I spent a year in Boston because my wife was doing her fellowship at Childrens. I have walked the same halls you walked. Animal research is far uglier than anything that goes on in the world of hunting. It must have been traumatic.
B) I don't murder animals for fun. Raising a rifle to your shoulder, and shooting a beautiful deer dead is not fun. Its a dramatic, emotionally charged moment, for me anyway. I don't take it lightly, nor do I find it 'fun'.
Flying into Detroit, and driving 12 hours to northern Michigan with my 63 year old dad (who I never get to see), thats fun.
Sitting around the cabin drinking wine with 3 generations of hunters swapping stories and catching up on the year, thats fun.
Talking about the gear we are going to bring endlessly for months before we go, thats fun.
Sighting in my rifle is fun.
But that moment, that moment we you squeeze the trigger, and the deer falls, thats a moment with some import, for me anyway.
If you want to write hunters off as mindless, blood thirsty hicks, that fine. But your ultimately doing it to cover up your own guilt about what you did in Boston.
*ahem*, well, your hours up, time to get off the couch. That will be $150 dollars please.
