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Originally Posted by Wiotte
I hit a deer one morning on my way to work. Damn thing got up and ran into the woods. I felt queasy all morning. NOTHING worse for me anyway to hurt an animal, any animal.
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Love that heart of yours. I feel the same way. In my hometown, they would have followed that deer, shot him, and took him home for food. Two-fold reason, not to leave the animal to suffer and because they leave NOTHING to waste up there.
I never cared much for deer meat alone, but my parents would mix it up with other meats and we kids never knew. My father made some awesome link sausages mixed with pork, then he had them smoked. I can still smell them cooking to this day. Everyone - relatives, neighbors, in-laws, friends - loved when my dad brought out the deer sausage. He was NOTHING but a great butcher, although not by trade. During hunting season, we always had a deer either hanging outside or in the cold cellar for Dad to butcher because everyone would bring their deer to him. He would butcher it and they would pay him in deer meat.
Never knew how healthy deer meat was to eat versus other kinds of meat until I was much older.