My father first took me in the field at age 4. I carried my plastic rifle on a wyoming pheasant hunt. From that point, there was nothing I would rather do. I agree with bowhuntererman, there is a certain point where a person becomes mature enough, emotionally and mentally to begin. Taking a life is a serious thing. I know that it isn't "manly" to admit that we feel something when we walk up to a beautiful animal that we've killed, but we do. Many guys won't admit it, or they may not feel it due to the excitement of the hunt. This is where kids are most susceptible to pain and sorrow or guilt.

In my experience, before I my dad took me hunting, I was taught to respect animals, and to appreciate their beauty. Hazcon as far as your little girl goes, you have done the right thing, by teaching her and showing her the beauty of animals. I think that she will understand the "circle of life" and respect the animals. as she grows.