No tissues here, just respect for the animals I kill. I've probably killed around 150 deer in my life. I've enjoyed doing it, but I have respected each and every one of them, and because of that respect, I feel a little sadness for taking their lives. Not enough sadness to quit hunting of course. There is also a sense of pride in taking wild game, especially deer and turkey. Trust me, the pride and excitement outweigh the sadness, therefore, I will continue to hunt deer, turkeys, ducks, doves, and squirrels as long as God will allow me.