In lies the game. That is what keeps us all going. The challenge. I have to say, I feel more joy when taking an old deer, buck or doe. It means I played the game a little better. If it was because the deer sliped up, its still part of the game.

God gave all herbs and animal to support us. I eat all the game I take, so i take no more remorse in the killing of the animal than I do the eating of a steak that someone else has killed. If its utilized, I feel no remorse. I will not take an animal I do not intend on eating, so there for, no remorse.


I do feel sick when I lose one. Last year I shot a doe about 30 yards from the clear fork of the Brazos river. She jumped in the river and died. She then washed down river to fast for me to recover her. I was sickend in the fact that the deer was wasted. I know another one of Gods creatures got to enjoy my loss, but I could not help but feel bad.