You know, these big beasts floating around, making such great targets, are sure tempting. But then again, they never hurt me, and they seem pretty docile, so I felt pretty bad about killing her.
I'm reminded of a time when I was working on an excavation out on federal land. The rancher who leased the grazing rights to the forest told me that he just hated hunting season. Hunters in the area were so stupid that they tended to shoot his cows instead of the deer. One season, he got so frustrated that he got some white paint and painted "COW" on the side of his livestock!