ORIGINAL: iamyourhuckleberry

For the record,

I've just returned from England and Scotland. I was there deer hunting. Ok. I wasculling deer. I shot a chinese water deer (doe), two reeves muntjac (both bucks), two roe deer (both does), and five red deer. Each and every one was taken to a "game processor" which was licensed by the "crown" to sell game meat to the public. The "game stalker", I hunted with, was paid for the deer brought in. He, in turn, paid the "games keepers" on the estates where we hunted. None of the meat went to waste. It went from the field directly to the game processor.How does that make mean idiot?

I agree with Kodiakarcher, davidmil, and many others. Trophy hunting and meat hunting can be one in the same. On the above mentioned hunt, I killedten "trophies"-none of which ever made it back into the United States (it is illegal to bring meat and/or raw animal by productsfrom another country into the US). I'd also mention not a single animals possess antlers of any great size (Muntjac had tiny antlers. They were a far cry from being monsters). The red deer were entirely calves-the first thingthe "games keepers"required usto shoot. I was not there for a big head. I guess I'mone of thoseidiot.

I did wack away at four red fox (I missed a fifth after pulling off a brilliant 370 yard shot). The carasses were tossed into a ditch. The poultry/pheasant farmer was gracious. He asked us to return the following night. We couldn't. Instead we went to the pub. We were English, Scottish, and American drunken idiots!

I did not see anyone wearing a kilt. Althought, I had thoughts of giving it a go myself. I kept thinking "what do these bloks do to keep the bugs from biting their nads?". They are a hardy bunch! In the end, I passed (nope, not man enough).

Emily and Sarah.........nice cat fight. Emily won! That's all I have to say about that.