My dad grew up on a farm so he's hunted a lot. Whatever he'd kill, he'd bring it home and my grandma would cook it.
My dad taught me when I was a child, that our Native American ancestors hunted and killed animals for food and clothes and stuff.
He said they never wasted any of it and that they respected the animals they killed and nature as a whole.
I still don't think I could go hunting, though.
Maybe if I was starving and delirious with hunger, but I'd feel guilt xD
She's cute :3
Did you name her anything special u8