Well you know I will have to chime in on this thread.
I live in the middle of one of the Last Great Wildernesses left on this Earth.
This is my 34th winter coming up. I have killed thousands of animals in all that time, but I can tell you honestly, I have never hunted. I see no sport or excitement in it whatsoever!
I grew up in the "bush". I always had a gun with me. I took what I needed. Each time before I pulled the trigger, I thanked the animal for giving itself to me. Than I thanked God for the blessing.
You know whats wrong? I still carry a gun everywhere I go, but its for a different reason.
Have you ever heard of a hnting dog? Sure. Ever heard of a hunting cat? Nope. Only in Alaska.
I have cats that bring me Snowshoe hares and squirells all the time.
This is my Skittles. She is lightweight, i fear for her in a high wind. I seen out the window as she drug this Hare 40 feet, took her half an hour for sure. No telling ho long it took her to bring it back from the "point of capture" Someone loves me!
Have I ever hunted? No!( I have got my Moose)
Do I have trained hunting cats? YEP
All I have to do now is figure out how to skin out a 2 " shrew! LMFAO