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The points in the link are valid but it doesn't necessarily provide the moral greenlight to walk out your back yard blowing holes in whatever moves for the hell of it.
Note: I do hunt and fish but I do it in a sporting manner. I find this sort of activity as sporting as shooting the neighbor's cat.
The points in the link are valid but it doesn't necessarily provide the moral greenlight to walk out your back yard blowing holes in whatever moves for the hell of it.
Note: I do hunt and fish but I do it in a sporting manner. I find this sort of activity as sporting as shooting the neighbor's cat.
...whatever. Have fun with your 'hobby'.
In the first place, varmint hunting, of any kind, is far more involved than just walking out in the back yard and cuttin' loose. That would be a situation involving the critter being in the hen house. Taking to the field with a call, a ghillie suit , a good rifle, bow, or whatever tickles you, and a desire to be cold, wet and uncomfortable, laying motionless for hours, is varmint hunting. And, some of us have to use a horse for an evening stroll in our backyard. There is no 'moral green light" either needed or implied, to cull pests off our spreads, and as to being 'sporting' well ....tally ho ol' chap ol' bean
That 'possum would actually be kind of cute, if I didn't already know what a vicious beast he can be. The hole on the birdhouse is too big. All sorts of bird killing critters will fit in there.
I shot 3 coons that were staggering across my yard one summer and had to watch a 4th get away because I couldn't shoot him near the street. I've never tried a bow on them (and probably wouldn't), I used a .22. For coyotes, we got a .243, but that was mainly because we always saw them from 2-300 yards across the field and it was usually windy there.
I never liked to shoot stuff I wasn't going to eat, but after a pack of coyotes approached within about 20 yards of our campfire two weekends in a row, we decided they needed to learn a little fear of humans. The male was challenge barking, trying to get our dog to come out. Her first instict was to RUN. My husband and I both tackled her because we knew they'd tear her to bits if she ran. I've found fawn legs and deer with their hind ends and ribs chewed out on our property way too many times. If I see a coyote and get a shot, it's going to die.
The last coon I shot was staggering toward my husband, who was washing his truck (tunes blaring) with his back to the coon. He was oblivious until he heard the shot from the kitchen window. I suppose the morally superior thing would've been to let the coon attack him and just get him some rabies shots after.
It just baffles me what a LaLa Land some people live in. They can call their Bambi syndrome "education", I call it "memorizing an agenda" and lack of actual experience with wildlife. It's easy to pretend you're above killing anything when you're never faced with the need - when you can buy your food at the store and don't have to worry about overpopulation causing your kids to be attacked by rabid animals in your own yard. I think the only thing that will cure these people is if something ever happens to widely disrupt our Just In Time delivery system for a while and the nanny government is unable to get them any food. When they have to hear their kids cry from hunger, I think they'll be eating feral cats and whatever else they can get their hands on. Read up on the famine in Russia some time. People only worry about their superior morals until they get real hungry.
I wish one of you would come get this thing out of the bird house...
Just take the bird house down with a long pole and place it next to an open can of catfood dog food. The possom will come out before long and you can reclaim the birdhouse. Before rehanging it use some sheet metal to close up the hole to the smaller size required for the species of bird you are wanting to attract.
Being a birdhouse landlord required property upkeep and the eviction of unwelcome tentants.
That 'possum would actually be kind of cute, if I didn't already know what a vicious beast he can be. The hole on the birdhouse is too big. All sorts of bird killing critters will fit in there.
I shot 3 coons that were staggering across my yard one summer and had to watch a 4th get away because I couldn't shoot him near the street. I've never tried a bow on them (and probably wouldn't), I used a .22. For coyotes, we got a .243, but that was mainly because we always saw them from 2-300 yards across the field and it was usually windy there.
I never liked to shoot stuff I wasn't going to eat, but after a pack of coyotes approached within about 20 yards of our campfire two weekends in a row, we decided they needed to learn a little fear of humans. The male was challenge barking, trying to get our dog to come out. Her first instict was to RUN. My husband and I both tackled her because we knew they'd tear her to bits if she ran. I've found fawn legs and deer with their hind ends and ribs chewed out on our property way too many times. If I see a coyote and get a shot, it's going to die.
The last coon I shot was staggering toward my husband, who was washing his truck (tunes blaring) with his back to the coon. He was oblivious until he heard the shot from the kitchen window. I suppose the morally superior thing would've been to let the coon attack him and just get him some rabies shots after.
It just baffles me what a LaLa Land some people live in. They can call their Bambi syndrome "education", I call it "memorizing an agenda" and lack of actual experience with wildlife. It's easy to pretend you're above killing anything when you're never faced with the need - when you can buy your food at the store and don't have to worry about overpopulation causing your kids to be attacked by rabid animals in your own yard. I think the only thing that will cure these people is if something ever happens to widely disrupt our Just In Time delivery system for a while and the nanny government is unable to get them any food. When they have to hear their kids cry from hunger, I think they'll be eating feral cats and whatever else they can get their hands on. Read up on the famine in Russia some time. People only worry about their superior morals until they get real hungry.
If I wasn't already MARRIED, I would be in love with you!
Ya taught ya hadda nuther wife huh? I taught I taw a putty cat!
Uh Oh! been a while since I was in this thread. Figured it was dead, and or the city haters were cuttin up in here, being superior. Now I got 2 gals not my own wife, who see things as I do. That sure seems strange.
I been at killing little varmints, called cucumber bettles, and japanese bettles, pinching their dammned guts out. No chemical garden, just because I don't want posions in my food.
Thar's a red (squirrel) gonna get a .22 bullet soon too. I caught the little red devil eatting my strawberries. Now I wouldn't mind if he ate the whole berry, but No, it runs around and bites a berry here another there, and ruins a mess of berries. It will get sent to heaven a tad early. Everything dies, it just a matter of time we all object too.
I don't like dispatching raccoons this time of year because of the young'uns. I trap them in or at the entrances of my barn/outbuilding in a havaheart trap (baited with catfood) and relocate them. Other critters of the more destructive nature are not so lucky regardless of the likelihood of young'uns. I've dispatched two groundhogs (also in barn) and one feral cat (stalking my young cottontails) in the past couple of weeks.
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