Friday, October 22, 2010

Confliction

I have conflicting feelings about hunting.

I'm sure it was quite the shock a year ago, when we put up my husband's first trophy deer head in the entry foyer of my European looking house.  I don't think anyone believed that I actually liked it and was the one who suggested it go there.  I got some pretty wild reactions.

I'm not a fan of hunting for sport or for a rack.  But I am okay with the hunt for a purpose.
There are purposes.

I have enjoyed an elk dog or two in my lifetime.  Even on the occasion when we have chosen to not keep the meat, we have always donated it.

I am not a fan of killing animals.  Conflicting.

For the last few years Boyd has gone elk hunting with friends only he hasn't actually been able to get his own elk as he didn't have a tag.  He usually was along for the ride and to take pictures. This year, he got a tag.

After spending a week, tracking the elk he wanted, on the 7th day he took the shot.


What is it with hunting that can put a grin on a man's face unlike any other way?  No really.  Can someone please explain it to me?  I'd like to know how I never see this look of pure happiness unless there is carnage around.

When I find a place to put this rack, I will do it....even if it's in a garage.

You see...confliction...going on.

I'll show you what puts a grin on my face though...


Can I get away with framing this and hanging it next to my turquoise antlers?

Tell me...is confliction a word?  Cause I think I have it.

8 comments:

Kristina P. said...

Oh, man, can I relate. I was sure I would marry a man who hated guns, and instead, I married a man who not only loves them, but has a concealed permit!

He hasn't gone hunting since we've been married, but it's not because he doesn't want to. Hasn't had the opportunity.

Sue said...

I'm not into hunting at all, but when people are hunting to eat the meat rather than for sport, I can live with it.

Dave, when he first got to college in Utah, was asked to go hunting with his extended family there. The first time out, he shot a buck and was thrilled to get it. To his credit, he did use the deer meat throughout the following year.

As a sophomore, he was excited about going again. This time, he was just ready to kill his second deer when it looked him right in the eye. He hesitated, then his uncle said to shoot it, so he did. But it haunted him.

And he has never hunted since.

(Which is just fine with me!) As a result, none of my sons has ever hunted either. But they do like to fish.

=)

Cindy Adkins said...

I agree with you Cheryl and I'm afraid to show my husband this pic (because I thought he'd love to see it) because he'd want to be out hunting one!

How can they smile at a time like that? It is beyond me...but they all do! And they can't wait for that season...I'll never understand it, but I think that is because we as women are about bringing life into the world...We can't wrap our hearts around the concept of doing something to harm to others...

I even feel guilty for eating a hamburger when I see cows grazing in a field...It sure is "confliction"--I agree!!!
Love,
Cindy
XO

Rachel said...

Way to go Boyd! That is awesome! Sorry ladies, there is no conflict here, just as long as I'm not the one cleaning and gutting them. I won't do that. Not a fan of the antler chandeliers either, but I do love the idea of hunting. That's cool!

Mandi said...

My hubs got his first tag this year too. Thats so funny that you said turquise antlers cause I told him that the only way that he was hanging anything dead in my house is if I could spray paint it yellow. I love the art too, its saweeeet!

love your guts
mandi

Shawnie said...

Who can explain the primeval urge to stock and hunt and kill? Several males in my life have it. They're miserable shopping, we're miserable hunting. Go figure!

Saimi said...

I'm neutral on the subject. I grew up with Daniel Boone for a father and he is the great white hunter. He loves the sport but will never waste the meat. I grew up eating it all.

What kills me are the people that "hunt" for the trophy. Like going down to Africa and "hunting" a zebra.

Come on, that's not hunting they run in herds it's a mere point and shoot. All these hunters want is the head.

Congratulations on your husbands kill, that's an awesome rack!

Mormon Mommy Blogs said...

See? I'm totally conflicted about this too! I'm not morally opposed, but I'm not big into it either. I guess like some of the other commenters said, it really depends on what you do with the animal after the hunt.

P.S. You can totally put that print next to turquoise antlers.

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