I would like tobegin by saying that I grew up trapping in Illinois with my father. When you start out young I think you develop the ability to ignore what you are feeling (at least more so anyway). However, I can't say that trapping ever bothered my anymore than say, having to dispatch a deer with a knife because I was out of bullets. Hey, it's the cycle of life. Rejoice in it man, because you will eventually die and feed something yourself. Let's just hope it ends as easily as possible for all of us.