I hunt deer, but I cringe when Bambi loses his mother

I grew up in the Arkansas River Valley (near Russellville and Conway, AR) where deer hunting is a past time there, and I grew up watching Bambi when I was little. Then, I started getting interested in deer hunting when I turned 12, and I killed my first buck at 13. Later on, I watched the movie again with my niece and I still get goosebumps when Bambi's mother dies. And I hunt his kind for goodness sakes! Is there any deer hunters out there that can relate?

I can drive any forkin' thing around