Hunters came into a cove community. My friend's pet ducks swam straight to the boat and the men shot and killed them. She'd raised them since they were babies. They'd never learned to fly. They were so tame, they'd go up to her back door and quack till she fed them. They pit stopped at the other homes on the cove regularly. I don't get it.I don't understand hunting anyway. The thrill of taking a life from an animal that's defenseless against a gun or bow. How is that sport? But to me, this is like going in someone's backyard and shooting their dog. It's senseless and sad.