My daughters helped butcher deer as soon as they were capable. Nothing strange after seeing deer hanging in the garage for years before that. Butchering was a family chore, as well as grinding meat, making sausages and jerky. My eldest daughter’s favorite meal was a venison rump roast that I would make on Christmas Eve. Each year she would ask, “are we having deer butt for Christmas Eve dinner?”
You left a deer hanging in your garage for years? Didn't it smell something awful?
That’s a precious memory for all your family!
She will ace biology in a year or so when they have to cut into worms and frogs...!!!!
"seeing deer hanging in the garage for years"