This is me last night at Cabela's:
I had never been to that store before, so I had no idea how extensive their collection of "stuffed" animals was. It started making me sick to my stomach. I don't know if these animals were hunted, died of natural causes, died in captivity, etc, etc, but just the thought of any of them being killed simply so someone could put them on display in a retail store was rather disheartening. I've got hunters in the family, but that doesn't mean I have to be thrilled when I see a stuffed dead elephant or baboon or lion or polar bear or moose or musk ox or brown bear (I could go on and on and on). There had to have been hundreds of them. Their photo gallery online shows some of what I'm talking about, here.
It's hard to know exactly how I feel about that, because I do waver back and forth. I mean, the killing of animals as a food source is a very routine part of our daily lives. I know this. I partake in the output of this. But, the killing of animals for sport or so we can walk by them and say, "Oh cool! Check that out!"....that doesn't sit as well with me. I know it sounds hypocritical. I'm not trying to deny that. I'm just trying to say that the nauseating feeling I got in my stomach when walking in and seeing the "lovely room of death" was hard to ignore.