I have to confess - when I was in the 8 - 10 year old group, my younger sister was always bringing cats home that she would swear were toms. Somehow through some miracle, those toms had kittens. Also, somehow, it seemed to be my job (boys do the dirty work - girls don't) to "give them away" - which was impossible in our tiny community. I would end up having to "euthanize" them with my 22 rifle - a job I hated then and still gives me nightmares. Of all the dirty jobs I had to do, that was by far the worst.
I've been a hunter all my life but that was a long way from hunting and was traumatic to me then and still is when I think of it.
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