Picture the scene! So you're all sitting around the campfire at dusk discussing he merits of vegetarianism when along comes a deer, a herbivore, perhaps wondering if the vegans might share a morsel or two.
In an instant you whip out your riffle, bang!!, great shot to the head. Clean kill no messy stuff.
In seconds, with no time to lose you're there with your knife chopping off the head. Skinning the magnificent beast with dexterity and skill. Cutting and carving your way through your favourite cuts to freeze later of course.
With the swagger of an experienced hunter you casually return to the campfire with a large, still steaming, and blood dripping liver. Toss it in the frying pan with some onion and cook for two minutes on each side by the way.
Refill your whiskey glass while turning to your fellow campers and apologetically announcing, " sorry about that, what were you saying?"