May the wind be always in your face,
The ducks fly low above your blind,
Your buddy neither sneeze nor cough --
And if you tend to shoot in haste,
May you forget to take the safety off.
Editorial Comment:
I have a Ph.D. in Wildlife Biology. I choose not to hunt, but I consider most hunting to be a personal decision -- assuming that you kill cleanly* and eat what you kill. Trophy hunting, from a biology viewpoint, is hard to defend.
* Bow-hunters ought to be really good archers before going into the woods. I once proposed, only half in jest, that you practice on ducks. Your dog will retrieve all those arrows. Right?
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