When I was twelve, I went hunting with my father and we shot a bird.
He was laying there and something struck me.
Why do we call this fun to kill this creature [who] was as happy as I was, when I woke up this morning?
By: Marv Levy
I read this somewhere on internet, and I totally agreed with Marv Levy as he has challenged many of us, who kill the innocent creature for fun. This thing must be stopped.