I awoke this morning to my radio station reporting something called a 'kill tally'. My eyes popped open in horror and my heart started to race. For a moment there, I thought I was back in Chicago.
The announcer went on to explain hunting mishaps so far this season. I chuckled with relief and listened to the report about a hunter who shot a llama.
I respect the phenomenon of deer hunting, but I don't 'get' it. I guess it's because I come from generations of people who don't hunt anything that isn't sugar coated.