Dear, Steemian friend!
Greetings.
My name is HunterGirl. This is my first post. I am the second of three sister. My father made me love my father. On holidays, outside the office hours, he often took me to the shooting practice site. I was taught how to shoot. On another occasion he invited me to hunt rabbits in a farming village.
Hunting is my passion. You have to go through it with great difficulty. Run, hide, wait, and shoot so there are prey. Rabbit is my food freak. I love the curry and the rabbit soup. Have you ever paid rabbit meat? If not, you may be involved.
I'm a busy girl. I went to college in the literature department, because in my college there was no majoring in hunting. I should have gone to a military or police academy. Even though I like to hunt, but I do not like violence. Against animals, I tried to shoot at the head, so that he died not in pain.
Hunting my bag is a sport beside the passion. I should not be killing animals. However, the life cycle is already so. If I do not kill, at its peak will be hunted by other skins or other hunters. Even if not, in the end he will be old and die too.
Wait, do not watch me cruel. I just hunted animals to eat. Just as you pay the beef, the goat, the chicken, and so forth, it is also cruel. You or somebody have to slaughter it first. Not to be wasted and make animals suffer, to me no matter. Humans as animal eaters and also plants.
Well, back about steemit. I'm maternity on this blog to socialize with my friends all. I want to pour my thoughts and feelings here. I want to learn also about the development of a world that is still foreign to me. All this time I just heard it from friends.
I really hope for help from friends, so that I will not become a neglected human being. I love peace, love of friendship, and love to those who are generous. Indeed we live to share and spread goodness. Greetings know full of love. Peace-loving greetings. May we become friends!
