From Anti-Hunter to Hunter: A Personal Journey
My journey from anti-hunter to a bird and big-game hunter is a unique one. Teaching my daughter about hunting has its own set of lessons.
My first impression of hunting was not a positive one. I recall watching maggots crawl out of a small buck's eyes as it lay in a friend's backyard in central Wyoming. I was only 3 or 4 years old at the time.
I tucked most of the meat away in a napkin to throw out later.
Even after college, my views on hunting didn't change. When my boyfriend told me he'd shot a deer, I reacted negatively, calling him a "Bambi killer" and slamming my laptop closed.
I understood the hypocrisy of my reaction, but I couldn't comprehend why he wanted to kill an animal or find joy in taking a life.
Author's summary: Former anti-hunter now hunts with daughter.