Free The Animal

I’ve got a number of posts in process. It’s going to be a busy week in other areas, so I want to get some suff in the queue. Then I reviewed my email and I’ve just got to toss this up immediately. My nearest younger brother Dave, in Utah, deer hunting. A 360 yard shot. Custom made 300 Ultra Mag. That’s a 4-pointer, still in velvet. Nice kill. And, within a couple of weeks, I’ll have my assorted venison (my favorite is the sausage, Dave). With our family, the hunt is just as much about the food as the sport. That’s the ethic we grew up with. I loath trophies for trophy’s sake. That looks to be a nice mule deer, just like the ones we used to take out of northern Nevada, Elko County, when Dave & I were kids and everyone participated (including my maternal grandmother, who always got her deer, and alway a neck shot in order to ruin the least amount of food). We consumed everything, including liver and heart. I understand this sort of thing might take some people aback, and trust me, Free the Animal is not about the necessity of any of you…

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