It deeply troubles me to hear of an animal' s suffering. One of the first thing we learn as hunters is " quick and humane kills" . I cannot stand the site of a helpless animal.

One of my ex-girlfriends uncles was laying in bed one morning, and all of a sudden heard the crys of a fawn...There was a high cliff across the creek from his house. Evidently, some how it had fell from the cliff, and was laying still in the creek crying something awfull. All of her legs were broke. So he took its life imediately, and took it into the garage and made soup meat out of her.