Joy
The butchering is a careful process. I do respect the life I take, and I like to avoid waste where possible.
First, I immediately bleed the animal. I cut off any clothing with my belt knife. Next I remove the internal organs, carefully saving kidney, liver, heart, and sweetbreads.
I neatly portion out the flesh; some goes in deep freeze, some I cook fresh or smoke.
If it’s a buck, and I’m in the mood, I might cook the animelles and eat them fresh. Or I might freeze them for later.
Sometimes you feel like a nut, sometimes you don’t.
Thursday, April 3, 2008
Prompt: Sometimes
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canibalism,
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murder,
serial killer,
sick,
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