Time Honored Tradition, or Cruel and Inhumane? BY LISA BARIL 09/06/14 A deep chesty bawl echoes from rimrock to rimrock, rolls down the mountain, and fades into the far blackness of the night…Every living thing (and perhaps many a dead one as well) pays heed to that call. To the deer it is a reminder of the way of all flesh, to the pine a forecast of midnight scuffles … [Read more...]