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RE: Lily's Little Chicken: New House, Needs a Name!
The first deer i killed, i watched her die. Perfect shot, right in the lungs. I ate her for breakfast the next morning. I never respected a meal more than that. She also nurished our bodies for 6 more months. I starred into her eyes while she die.
Yep, that's the way it should be honestly. Most people don't ever know what it's like, they don't understand what goes into it. It's not easy and it shouldn't be mistaken as such.
Very true.