I gotta tell this story...your DD most likely wouldn't be affected this way because she is a hunter/fisher...
When I was a young kid (about 9 or 10) my dad packed us all in the car because we were going to visit my uncle. We were brought up in the city, but my dad was brought up a farmer so many of his siblings still farmed and raised thier own meat. This uncle we were going to visit was a farmer...
Anyway, the purpose of our visit was so my dad could help my uncle slaughter one of his pigs. All I remember seeing was them dragging this big pig out of the barn and laying it on a table ( it squealing the whole time) I went over to find out what was going on, and got there just in time to see my uncle cut it's throat, and the squealing got even worse for a minute or so.
After that day i had nightmares about my uncle and that farm...and never wanted to go back:>) Never much liked my uncle after that either LOL!
One day about a year after that, we went to visit again and my uncle had a barn full of hogs...probably about 40 of them. I didn't want to see them killed so I let them all out of the barn...Hee hee did that day ever get interesting quick...and did I ever get a good spanking when we got home
When I was a young kid (about 9 or 10) my dad packed us all in the car because we were going to visit my uncle. We were brought up in the city, but my dad was brought up a farmer so many of his siblings still farmed and raised thier own meat. This uncle we were going to visit was a farmer...
Anyway, the purpose of our visit was so my dad could help my uncle slaughter one of his pigs. All I remember seeing was them dragging this big pig out of the barn and laying it on a table ( it squealing the whole time) I went over to find out what was going on, and got there just in time to see my uncle cut it's throat, and the squealing got even worse for a minute or so.
After that day i had nightmares about my uncle and that farm...and never wanted to go back:>) Never much liked my uncle after that either LOL!
One day about a year after that, we went to visit again and my uncle had a barn full of hogs...probably about 40 of them. I didn't want to see them killed so I let them all out of the barn...Hee hee did that day ever get interesting quick...and did I ever get a good spanking when we got home
