I joined the NRA. Wanted to last weekend, but the website had so many hits that it crashed, so I gave it a rest for a few days. For the record, I don’t own a firearm. I’d like to get a sweet little .22 rifle, which any 10 year old could fire, just to pick off varmints raiding my veggie garden. No reason to take out foxes or coyotes, which do help keep the varmint population down.
No need to take out a deer; maybe 1/5 of them get hit by cars and trucks, anyway. As long as they don’t raid my veggie garden, they can stay, and nibble the grass. At least, they have one particular cedar in the woods that they use for a bathroom. All we have to do is keep our dog away from them. He loves my cooking, but he also loves deer bon bons. *shrug*
On another note, our neighbors’ one remaining Rhodie hen has stopped by for the last three days. She’s a nice chicken. She recognizes me, and comes running when I fill the bird feeder, because she knows I’ll toss out some extra for her. I miss seeing the whole 13 bird flock. I can understand why this girl is the only survivor; she will try to peck my hand if I don’t drop the seed quickly enough for her. OTOH, if I tell her “stop it!” and pull my hand away from her beak, she obeys. It’s not a whole lot different than dealing with my formerly way overweight, but still food agressive adopted black cat.