on my dad's old farm, we used 22 to kill pigs and then we slit their throat, it always occurred to me as a rather gruesome way to go. the animal way in a lot of pain for more than a split second, especially on the occasion that the bullet didn't penetrate the brain enough and the animal ended up running around. so I guess that is my example of how a gun doesn't always end things so cleanly either. I had a trap line for a while back then too, just to see what that would be like. that involved clubbing, and that was not pretty either. I gave it up because it just didn't seem humane or really necessary. nowadays I put my energy into making bullet proof coops and let the critters be critters as long as they don't cause problems.