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I've hunted squirrels before. and I ate them. and yes it tastes like chicken but stiffer.
I've hunted squirrels before. and I ate them. and yes it tastes like chicken but stiffer.
I've hunted squirrels before. and I ate them. and yes it tastes like chicken but stiffer.
A couple years ago, my youngest grandson and a few of his friends shot a squirrel and grilled it over an open camp fire. They skewered the pieces on sticks. Each boy got a very small piece. He said it tasted like squirrel.I've hunted squirrels before. and I ate them. and yes it tastes like chicken but stiffer.
Aww, chipmunks are cute. We don't have them here. I wish we had chipmunks instead of so many squirrels.Which reminds me of the time I saw my sister's cat with a chipmunk on his face and I took it off his face and ran into the house to show everyone that I had a chipmunk in my hand. It bit my thumb and I think my dad crushed it to the death trying to pry it out of my hand cuz it ran out of the house and died shortly afterwards.
A couple years ago, my youngest grandson and a few of his friends shot a squirrel and grilled it over an open camp fire. They skewered the pieces on sticks. Each boy got a very small piece. He said it tasted like squirrel.
When he ate gator tail, he said it tasted like gator.
He must have discriminating taste buds.
Aww, chipmunks are cute. We don't have them here. I wish we had chipmunks instead of so many squirrels.
I'm sorry that your chipmunk had a traumatic end to his life.
Aww, chipmunks are cute. We don't have them here. I wish we had chipmunks instead of so many squirrels.
I'm sorry that your chipmunk had a traumatic end to his life.
That's sweet.I am sorry for Deafsceptic's childhood trauma, but since out cat died,, I wish there were some way I could ship my chipmunks to you.
When I had dogs (one lab one golden retriever) they killed a rabbit. They were the sweetest dogs I didn't understand how they could do that. Primal instinct, I guess.
(Of course, I didn't know until they came in barfing. I had to go outside to see what they ate and found the poor dead thing.)
I'm sure you men here must be laughing at me by now.
I've hunted squirrels before. and I ate them. and yes it tastes like chicken but stiffer.
Hubby grew up in Michigan. When he was young, he would stay at his grandparents' lake cabin in the summer. Hubby and grandpa's beagle would catch frogs there for grandpa to eat the legs. :|when my mom and I were South she tried frogs legs and I remember seeing gator on the menus
Hubby grew up in Michigan. When he was young, he would stay at his grandparents' lake cabin in the summer. Hubby and grandpa's beagle would catch frogs there for grandpa to eat the legs. :|
Hubby grew up in Michigan. When he was young, he would stay at his grandparents' lake cabin in the summer. Hubby and grandpa's beagle would catch frogs there for grandpa to eat the legs. :|
I am sorry for Deafsceptic's childhood trauma, but since out cat died,, I wish there were some way I could ship my chipmunks to you.