17 November 2007

Meet Darius

Pastor Curtis shoots them and names them before stowing them away in the freezer. This one is Darius and he informs us that he'll be on the shelf in the freezer next to Doris. Tell me again why I am friends with this man??? ;)


Sam said...

Now where is his orange chausable or cope?? That is a must!

Doorman-Priest said...

Yes, well, call me old fashioned, but I think it looked better running around in the wild.

Anonymous said...

Great shot placement! Nice buck. In all it looks like a fast, clean and humane harvest.

Remember that though it may not look real nice to some, it's all a part of modern game management in order to help prevent disease, starvation and vehicle collision.

Josh R.

Doorman-Priest said...

I wonder why we don't do that here then, in our more crowded island.

Jim Roemke said...

Are you saying that in all of the British Isles, NO ONE hunts anything?? I find that a little hard to believe.

Lutheran Lucciola said...

I haven't hunted animals yet, I don't know if I have the stomach to do so. I feel bad enough fishing, and hope they stop breathing quickly!

But then again, slaughterhouses are infinitely more cruel than hunting. So in reality, I probably would prefer to eat more hunting meat than factory kill stuff.

There are wild boars around here, that I wish I could learn to hunt. They are nasty, mean, violent animals, that I wouldn't mind taking down. Hmm....

mlorfeld said...

I love how Darius is sticking his tongue out for the camera.

In all seriousness a managed deer herd is an important piece of the task that we have been given to properly subdue and have dominion over creation.

Randy Asburry said...

Actually, I'm surprised that his wife let's him use the family minivan for the purpose of bringing home Bambi, er, I mean, Doris, or is it Darius (so many names! ;-). That man needs a truck for his hunting escapades! (and no, I'm not offering to give him mine :-)

Past Elder said...

Having had a certain training in small arms I'm no anti-gun guy.

And I suppose if the grocery industry totally shuts down and it becomes necessary to hunt for food, I will.

Until then, to call it sport -- talk about running up the score! When the deer are also equipped with high powered rifles and scopes, then it will be a "sport".

I'd love to see one of these "hunters" give away his position and get strafed by a pheasant. Or go scrambling for cover when a couple deer put a little metal on target.

Didn't they outlaw fox hunts in Mother England -- right after they gutted Lords?

Pr. H. R. said...

Fr. Randy,

Nothing says "suburban redneck" like a deer in the minivan! Actually, I hauled my buddy's as well (a nice 8-pointer) - so make that two deer in the minivan.

My thanks go to our member Bill Ogden for kindly inviting me to hunt his land. (And, in line with a certain saying in James, I suppose they should also go to my mother-in-law. My sister-in-law was to get married Saturday in our parish [and did] and my mother-in-law prayed that I would get my deer on Friday so that I wouldn't have to dash back out to the forest after the service. Darius fell at 7:10am Friday. Strong and effective indeed.)


Pr. Lehmann said...

Quoth Bryce (H.R.'s bro) regarding H.R.: He's a special kind of sick.

Bryce was referring to naming the kills, not hunting itself. Bryce is actually envious of H.R.'s skill with a rifle.

Frank said...

"Darius fell at 7:10am Friday" well, at least you didn't have to miss any weddings to take out Darius!