I was always uneasy about fox hunting, because you don't eat foxes. I'm not prepared to kill anything I don't use. I've also never live-fed a snake (I did have one for a short time, once).

I suppose I look at it like this: hawks and ferrets are obligate carnivores; something will always have to die for them to eat, whether it's day-old chicks or frozen mice or wild rabbits. We weren't killing hundreds of rabbits, we never wasted so much as a bone or scrap of skin. And we were enjoying it. I won't fudge or evade that. But the deaths happened in a way I could live with. I still could, if I currently had a life I could fit keeping a hawk into.