1 posted on
09/13/2002 6:01:11 AM PDT by
SJackson
To: SJackson
Right on. Fresh Venison served up.
The only way to handle a Fresh kill.
To: SJackson
As Scooby Doo used to say....Yummm Yummm!
3 posted on
09/13/2002 6:03:59 AM PDT by
TheCause
To: SJackson
Man, I love venison.
4 posted on
09/13/2002 6:04:17 AM PDT by
wideawake
To: SJackson
In '90 I was on the BW Parkway when traffic came to a stop (not surprising...), some yuppie had hit a deer. Well the animal was clearly in great pain and beyond help. the yuppie was fidgeting about, "Can't we do something? Can't we do something?" This other guy turned to me an said, "Hold it's head." I did so and he cut its throat with a Spyderco. The yuppie barfed all down the front of his suit.
To: SJackson
"I sat on the curb and stroked the deer's head," Cynthia writes. "He responded by opening his eyes and putting his head in my hands. . . . I wished that everyone could feel what I felt at that moment." Yeah, people as stupid as you usually end up in the hospital or even the morgue. An injured wild animal is dangerous.
To: SJackson
"Cynthia approached the obviously dying animal "to see what help I could offer." Meanwhile, a security guard called Montgomery County police, and a crowd (including several children) began to gather."
And unfortunatly the deer did not put a hoof through this morons esophagus! Dang it, I hate it when they let the idiots slide with thier own stupidity.
8 posted on
09/13/2002 6:20:39 AM PDT by
drgnwrks
To: SJackson
Deer - It's The Other Red Meat!
To: SJackson
Years ago when I was working in the Oil Fields in the South Texas town of Sonora, my crew came upon a nice 10 point buck that had it's hind leg hung up in the barbed-wire fence.
The three of us got a good hold of the buck, flipped him over and freed the snagged leg. After releasing him and observing that he was having severe trouble with his bum leg, we discused catching him again, tying him up and them butchering him after our well site job was completed (November-Deer Season).
It appeared that the buck heard us very clearly 'cause he suddenly "healed" and jumped the fence as he would any other day and took off into the brush.
14 posted on
09/13/2002 6:33:36 AM PDT by
Deguello
To: SJackson
A few years back I was returning from bowhunting on November 6, which is the beginning of the rut around here. Coincedently, a six-pointer stepped directly in front of my Bronco on the way home, knocking it into the ditch and scattering all sorts of glass and plastic from the front of my truck all over the road.
The next car along saw what happened, and called the accident into the police on her cell phone.
Anyway, I walked back to my truck and got out my buck knife and had just dispatched the deer with a quick stick in the heart over the animal's back (the safest way to do it, by the way) when a police cruiser pulled up, lights flashing, and a young (20-something) officer got out of the car.
The officer walked up to me, and looking at me, dressed in full camo and face paint, with my hunting license pinned to my back, laughed and said "Man, you must've wanted that buck pretty bad...."
I got about 50 pounds of processed venison out of it, but it was the most expensive deer I ever killed, that's for sure... $2200 worth of vehicle damage worth...
16 posted on
09/13/2002 6:58:33 AM PDT by
Kenton
To: SJackson
Sometimes I wonder about people.
I have no problem with hunting, I hunt myself, and I like to eat meat. But having comapssion and feeling for a suffering animal is a normal human reaction. There's a big difference between shooting a deer on a hunt and killing it quickly, and having an animal suffer in pain like this.
If people were allowed to carry firearms, some good Samaritan could have put the poor creature out of its misery. I don't think slitting its throat is such a humane way to do it. A bullet in the brain is faster and more painless.
22 posted on
09/13/2002 8:02:07 AM PDT by
ZULU
To: SJackson; Vic3O3
Hey!
Tomorrow is front stuffer season in Kansas. Can't wait to be out hiding in the bushes with my muzzle loader in the morning. Just waiting for Bambi to wander up so I can blow a nice large hole through her, (I shoot the does).
We've got a great meat locker in town that makes some of the best summer sausage around.
With any luck my wife and I are hoping to put several of the pests in the freezer this year.
Semper Fi
25 posted on
09/13/2002 8:08:10 AM PDT by
dd5339
To: SJackson
If it was up to these Cement grass raised Yuppies with "feelings" all these precious things would be left along to breed like Humans from some South African Country.
Over populate, over graze then die by mass starvation or something Like CWD will spread thru them and they all die. Then these weenies will demand that Big Brother "Do Soemthing" to save the poor things. Anyone remember the Overpopulation of the Rocky Mountain Elk Herd 10 years or so ago? Damned Tree Hungers out prodding Rifle hunters with Ski Poles while they were trying to thin out the herd.
The things one misses by being raised by a bunch of Bambi loving, Tree Hungers. 3/4 of em would either have a nervous breakdown or require severe Mental help had any of them spent a week on a working Dairy/Beef/Crop farm. They would commit suicide if they had to experience a slaughter house.
30 posted on
09/13/2002 8:31:26 AM PDT by
Area51
To: SJackson
True Story: When I was in the army, there were always lots of deer on my base. Everywhere. One night a buck was hit by a car near my company HQ. A guy in a neighboring company went over to it and tried to grab the antlers. Theoretically as a precursor to putting it out of its misery, I guess.
Well the obvious happened. The deer thrashed and ended up goring him in the groin. The guy lost a testicle. This was someone who I had been in basic with, so when I ran into him later, I asked hiim if it were true. He admitted it very sheepishly. When I asked him what the hell he was thinkiing, all he could do was shake his head.
31 posted on
09/13/2002 8:55:56 AM PDT by
Faeroe
To: SJackson
Yummm Yummm. Deer barbeque is delicious!! I love venison in most forms. It would be far kinder to shoot the poor thing and then eat it then to sit there stroking it's head while it lies there probably in agony.
34 posted on
09/13/2002 9:38:45 AM PDT by
pgkdan
To: SJackson
Bow hunting season starts tomorrow here in Maryland. I can't wait to get out in the woods and fields again. Hopefully the mozzies down on the shore don't try and fly off with me. Time to catch up on some reading in the stand.
To: SJackson
You quickly kill the damn rat with hooves.
To: SJackson
It was inconsiderate of the guy to butcher the deer in front of obviously suburban children. But what were the children still doing there? Watching the deer suffering before the police arrived to shoot it can't have been too pleasant for the kids either, nor would continuing to gaze at it after it was dead and had a bloody hole in its head. If Cynthia Suburbanite was so concerned for the children's sensibilities, why hadn't she ushered them out of the area long before the butchering started?
To: SJackson
The man did his butchering in full view of several children, all ages 10 to 12, according to Cynthia. I bet the kids were less bothered by it than these emotionally fragile suburbanites or this effete columnist. Living things feed on dead things...such is the way of nature. If exposed to reality at a sufficiently early age, kids understand that.
51 posted on
09/13/2002 12:03:48 PM PDT by
B Knotts
To: SJackson
Sometimes you just have to carrion.
69 posted on
09/16/2002 12:52:00 PM PDT by
Consort
To: SJackson
We've got tons of deer around here, chewing my landscaping down. I've put in nothing but plants that they supposedly don't like, but they'll still chew on some of them. Still, I can't bring myself to shoot them, although I shoo them off every time I see them.
We also have coyotes around here, they howl up a storm every night. I don't shoot at them either. I figure the coyotes will help keep the deer down, meanwhile I'll let them sort it all out. Sometimes they'll come and howl right outside my windows!
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