I donno about you guys but I grew up in a house where we went huntin an fishin. Taking a fish out of the water, guttin him and fryin him up for dinner doesn't bug me. Field dressing a deer out in the woods only to bring him home to put on the dinner plate doesn't bug me either. I had a BB gun when I was 6 and a pellet gun when I was 10. I was told shoot anything you like as long as you eat it. I poop you not. I shot a rabbit with my pellet gun when I was 15. Gutted it, skinned it and gave it to mom to make for supper. It was a big ass rabit too. I tried like hell to tan the hide, but ended up throwing it away when I failed.
I'm with NCNitro, when's dinner?