Crows are especially sacred to me.
I don't kill anything without reason or purpose. Especially something defenseless.
To kill anything to watch it fall, leaves one with a cold black soul.
I do hunt but I take the animals life with respect, reverence and forgiveness.
What's the difference? I mean, to me, I've always heard, eat what you kill... and that's the way I've tried to live, but if you're hunting for sport and not food, what difference does it make wheather you're jovial about the kill or reverent about it?
I don't hunt for sport.
I won't pass judgment on those who kill for sport.
But they are empty inside and I avoid them.