Thread: What to do with badly wounded fawn?

Why is bashing it over the head more inhumane than slitting its throat? The first one probably dazed it, the second - lights out. Bleeding to death or choking on your own blood is better? For whom? He wasn't looking to bleed the damn thing to eat it...

I once clocked a porqupine with my car and upon seeing it was maimed beyond repair, backed over it to finish the job.

The quills were still stuck in the lower rad hose months later.

Originally Posted by iceman

Sorry if that's not good enough for you my man, I did the best I could.

Ice, you did the best you could with the resources you had. That is all any of us could do.


I too would have never thought to slit the throat, not being a hunter.


Now, back to gophers and pellets, that sound like damn good fun. Set up chair, set cooler of beer next to you, throw in a big ol chaw and start the shootin!

Originally Posted by Buzzworthy

Now, back to gophers and pellets, that sound like damn good fun. Set up chair, set cooler of beer next to you, throw in a big ol chaw and start the shootin!

I had a friend who did that. Threw bread crumbs or seed around the backyard and picked off sparrows with a BB gun. He hated those birds! He was a Chilean ornithologist and called them "caca birds" because they were non-indiginous and predatory towards native species.

Oh, here we go with the generalizations about Chilean orinthologists again.

They're not all speciesist sharpshooters, you know.

Originally Posted by Pope Benedict XVI

Oh, here we go with the generalizations about Chilean orinthologists again.

They're not all speciesist sharpshooters, you know.

"speciesist sharpshooters", heh.

Originally Posted by Tippster

Hit it with a baseball bat.

shit, iceman, city-boy! Just knock it out.

I've heard of a sport involving prairie dogs, a fishing rod and a loop of line laid around their holes...not sure how that would work with gophers, but I'd bet you could ease up on the drag and play them longer.

^^^
Y'all sound like a bunch of psycho serial killers in training.
They start with animals.

Calm down killers.
Remember, you're killing every living thing on the planet every time you drive your car.
So relax and cut the critters some slack.

The only thing missing from this thread is sex

Originally Posted by grrrr

I've heard of a sport involving prairie dogs, a fishing rod and a loop of line laid around their holes...not sure how that would work with gophers, but I'd bet you could ease up on the drag and play them longer.

FKNA, i was going to buy a pellet gun to deal with the gophers in my back yard, but now.....

Originally Posted by TurxSki

^^^
Y'all sound like a bunch of psycho serial killers in training.
They start with animals.

Calm down killers.
Remember, you're killing every living thing on the planet every time you drive your car.
So relax and cut the critters some slack.

Fuckin' metrosexual city boys. Never got over Bambi, eh?

Originally Posted by TurxSki

^^^
Y'all sound like a bunch of psycho serial killers in training.
They start with animals.

Calm down killers.
Remember, you're killing every living thing on the planet every time you drive your car.
So relax and cut the critters some slack.

You did comprehend the "1/2 eaten and guts dangling" part, right? Are you the kind of guy who eats meat, but is really sorry?

Have you seen the delightful bacon thread ? venison wrapped in bacon yummmmmmmmmm

I just reread this thread for a laugh. iceman's torture is my laughter.

Originally Posted by TurxSki

Wow, who *trained* your dogs ? :

Bandogge

Originally Posted by Bandogge

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I was just thinking about this thread recently...not that I had to knock off a fawn or anything

Sprite

Just read the whole thread for the first time-I can definitely relate. My dog took down a fawn on my folks property and by the time I got him off there was no way it was going to make it, it killed me that it was still alive and I knew the humane thing was to kill it so I got a shovel and clocked it over the head twice which knocked it out. I then called my buddy who came over and drained it, gutted it, and took the meat home. It was the first thing I ever killed and it sucked but I believe my decision was the right one.

With that said the second dog/animal attack experience was on campus at Michigan State. My dog was off leash running around in two inches of pow in front of the union. Out of no where he catches a squirrel-He's shaking it like hell and I'm chasing him around yelling at him to drop it. Meanwhile it's the middle of the day and theres probably 10-15 people watching. I finally catch him, he drops the squirrel and I'm using snow to wipe blood off his snout. As it turns out the squirrel isn't dead but his back legs are totally paralyzed and his intestines are sticking out. So I again decide the humane thing to do is put it out of it's misery-and the only way to do it is stomp on it. So right when I'm about to do this, a guy from the gallery approaches and asks what I'm going to do, I reply with I'm going to kill the squirrel. The dude refuses to let me do that and says I have to take him to the vet. I politely disagree with him and he proceeds to take off his down jacket, wearing just a t-shirt and wraps the bloody squirrel in it and starts walking off towards the vet clinic on campus which is a mile away. I stare in disbelief, look around for a minute, grab the dog and go the opposite direction. Gotta love city folk.

Originally Posted by Cirquerider

Those of us who have had to slaughter mid-size livestock, usually garrot the throat with an 8-inch sharp blade, taking out the carotid and esophagus. Sounds bad, but its fast.

this works very well!

Originally Posted by easyrdr

The dude refuses to let me do that and says I have to take him to the vet. I politely disagree with him and he proceeds to take off his down jacket, wearing just a t-shirt and wraps the bloody squirrel in it and starts walking off towards the vet clinic on campus which is a mile away. I stare in disbelief, look around for a minute, grab the dog and go the opposite direction. Gotta love city folk.

cmon people, animal control. we should do this with people as well. Stephen Hawking, you should be a goner! i didnt want to know about black holes and shit anyways

I came across a wounded fawn a couple of months ago. It was on a crazy backroad during the peak of hunting season. Somebody had managed to shoot it (more likely AT it) but only severly injure it. It was huddled along the side of the road shaking uncontrolably with blood gushing out of its left side. Long story short... .410 slug to the head and that was that.

slit its neck then eat it! mmmmm baby deer has got to be so good!

I'll see if I can find it.

Originally Posted by workinforturns

cmon people, animal control. we should do this with people as well. Stephen Hawking, you should be a goner! i didnt want to know about black holes and shit anyways

My dog did the same thing, but the fact that he was obviously too proud of himself for finally catching one, and the fact that I hate squirrels meat I couldn't scold him. My squirrel feeding neighbor saw it though so I sort of had to call animal control. Still makes me laugh to this day.

My gut hurts from laughing so f***ing hard reading this thread and I've got that damn Beatles song running through my head....

Bang bang Maxwell's silver hammer came down, upon her head......

Originally Posted by grrrr

I've heard of a sport involving prairie dogs, a fishing rod and a loop of line laid around their holes...not sure how that would work with gophers, but I'd bet you could ease up on the drag and play them longer.

Somehow this brings up a rather funny memory of something that wasn't far off.

We had this massive groundhog that lived under our deck and I don't like killing animals. Anyways I heard they like to eat carrots and things like that. So I grabbed a shovel and decided to dig a HUGE hole in the middle of my yard. I mean this sucker was probally 2' wide and at least 5' deep you can imagine the fit my mom threw when she saw it. I grabbed foilage covered the hole and put some carrots and junk on the top.

I watched it for a couple days and one day the fucker kept walking around the hole like he knew something was up. And never touched the bait.

Fucker takes round 1.

Well since it always seemed like he was poking his head out I decided to take a length of rope make a loop and put it right by the opening. I feed the rope through the window that outlooks the deck so I could be ready at a moments notice. Days go by and it looks like asshat is going to take round 2 as well.

Wrong bitch.

One morning I see him poke his fat little head out the hole and WHAM. Before I know it I am in a struggle between me and asshat. Let me tell you this little ass was way stronger then you would ever think of. I am fighting this thing for 10 mins and he is going strong. 20 mins drop off the clock and I am starting to fatigue he HAS to be getting tired. Finally i get him to the opening of the den/hole whatever you want to call it. Then it hits me what the hell am I going to do? I mean I never thought I would catch him with such a ghetto fab contraption let alone best this thing. Anyways I get him out and he makes a litttle charge at me. Then he shoots across into the neighbors yard and under the pine tree.

Sublime 1 Asshat 0

I felt kinda bad afterwords but I see the little shit around still so I don't feel too bad for giving the guy a run for his money. Only he knows better then to mess with this savage.