Florence Teeters, a 104 year-old woman in Wisconsin, is a newly licensed hunter. She’s just bagged her first buck.
I live in Southern Ohio, where deer hunting is a way of life in November for many people.
Hunting animals for food (or anything else) isn’t my thing. But I see no reason to be self-righteous about this: I regularly eat animals who live much worse lives in the industrial settings of Tyson and Cargill. Ms. Teeters’s deer, at least, lived wild and free until its final moments.
The deer’s natural predator, the wolf, is no more in most of the United States. Deer are everywhere in Southern Ohio nowadays, and hunters help trim the herd.
Deer sausage, I might add, is quite tasty when properly prepared.