I think a lot of your comments hit the nail on the head. . . . I hang my shame at some of the people who call themselves hunters or lurcher men. But of course, like anything else, you only really notice the ones making a lot of noise, a lot of fuss and doing things in a disrespectful manner.
Trust me, I loathe those people, far far far more than you lot do. Not only do they disgust me with their hunting practices and attitudes, but they obviously turn everyone against the likes of me!
However, for all of the idiots you see with a pile of dogs, a white van and a stinking attitude. . . . . there is a man like me, walking quietly, respecting his environment and quarry and using his dog to fill the pot.
But I do have to admit that I gain pleasure from doing my pest control, or from filling my pot. Is it from the killing? Of course not, that fills me with a huge sadness. . . . its from working in synergy with my dog, watching her do what comes natural, and taking part in something that is as primeval as it comes.
I can't explain it properly, but I don't think it makes me a bad person!