You must study things thoroughly and honestly if you are to come to the real conclusion in these matters. The fox is not killing... or hunting... or shopping... or sporting. He was living. Surviving. PERIOD. I was not killing... hunting... shopping or sporting either. I was striving to insure survival... simply living as the fox was... except for the fact, that I am at the top of the food chain. (Well really just a notch below the IRS since everyone knows they can devour you) Anyway, there comes a time in life that you must let go of the human aspect and become a creature of God also. All the great knowledge and understanding we receive with God’s gift of superior intelligence, reasoning and conscience in mankind, clouds the real issue of survival of the fittest. It’s really, kind of like they say... dog eat dog... to live... to survive. Putting all the human feelings aside, I did what must be done to insure the survival of ourselves... as farmers and the caretakers we were told to be... caretakers over all the animals.
Life simply stated... you’re born and you die... in between, you live the best you can.