Harry mac
Well-Known Member
Just had to do my first humane dispatch and it's left me feeling a bit sad.One of the lads radioed into the control room that they'd found a muntjac trapped in the fence so I went out to have a look at it and see what could be done. When I got there my eyes beheld a sad scene. It was a youngish doe who had tried sqeezing between the gate and gate post in our perimeter fence. She'd managed to get her head and front end through, but was stuck fast by her waist, her hips being just too wide to pass. As the lads had gone up to her she'd started thrashing around and the gate and gate post had rubbed away the hair and had started to go through the skin. By the time I got there she'd calmed down, but was clearly in shock, shivering and listless. I just happened to have my .22 in the car because I'm going out for a few rabbits after my shift, so one sub-sonic delivered through the top of the head, angled backwards ended her suffering.Shooting her wasn't the problem, but seeing her there trapped, bleeding and scared half to death was sad indeed.Next stop, freezer.One of the lads doesn't know me very well and when I went to put her in the back of my truck he said, "what you gonna do with it?" Eat it says I. His face was a picture. Townies eh?