Duck survives shooting, two days in fridge

jeremytough sent in a story about a duck, and while the papers are presenting it as a tale of triumph over adversity, I’m confused about a bit in the middle. See, this guy goes out hunting and shoots a duck, and then he stores the body in his fridge. The thing is, the duck’s not actually dead. Two days later, the guy’s wife opens the fridge and the “dead” duck moves. Something mysterious happens at this point, like I said, and now the duck’s at an animal sanctuary with a 75% chance of surviving. I don’t understand why the hunter had a change of heart and took the bird to the vet, not that I’m complaining, but anyway, near as I can tell we’ve got the worst hunter ever here, and the thing of it is, there’s a continuum of knowledge in the, uh, huntosphere. We hear a lot about “responsible hunting,” “one shot, one kill,” and other rhetoric about clean kills and minimal suffering, but how do hunters learn how to be all “responsible” without inflicting all kinds of cruelty while they practice? Link.