The white tailed deer is an endangered species in my neighborhood. This lovely woodland creature has made more than a few enemies all across the suburban lands of the USA. This morning, a deer or deers unknown dispatched a nice new maple tree my wife planted not two days ago. Bastard.
Blood sport is not for everyone. If you choose to not eat meat or wear leather, I can see where killing, even a animal that is decimating your vegetable gardens, is not something you'd do. We have gone to eight foot fencing and manged to eliminate deer intrusion in our gardens; the rest of your landscape is merely decorative and can be fenced or not, according to how much you care.
Hunting is a lesson in the reality of meat. After you have killed a deer, gutted and drug it from the woods, hung it and skun it and butchered it, you know where meat comes from. It comes from out back my house. Deer shoulda gone somewheres else.
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