Inconceivable

On my walk yesterday I saw a beautiful little roe deer standing maybe 30 yards away in long grass looking at me with its ears perked up. We just looked at each other for a while and then I moved on. But it was still there on my way back and I spent longer watching it grazing at the edge of a wood.

As I focused on it I found myself imagining that I was a hunter and that I was looking at it through the sights of my rifle.

Yet again I found it inconceivable that anyone in that situation can pull the trigger. What goes through their head as they look at this beautiful, innocent, calm, defenceless creature.

And then kill it.