Wow. I have to say eating squirrel in the south is new to me. (please tell me you're teasing Greger)
Your grandmother hunted their meat? Gosh, Scout, you're a good ten years younger me (maybe more?). Where did they live?
Still....coon, possum....I've heard stories about them and eating in the south but figgered that was before my time.
Uck.

I cannot imagine killing and eating Elmer, my squirrel who thinks he can out smart me at the bird feeder.

Really? Squirrel?
Ugh.
That's just awful.


"Life is not about waiting for the storms to pass...it's about learning how to dance in the rain."