Great memories from childhood. We would load up and head to Louisiana to my uncle's place for opening day. My aunt Edith would always make squirrel, and dumplings for Sunday dinner.
I cut my teeth squirrel hunting last year. I just shoot off my back porch mostly. My last batch of squirrel was given away by my wife to our neighbor because she thought it was our left over raw dog food after our dog died. I sure wish I coulda eatin it before she purged my spoils. I hope to go out and squirrel hunt some this year after deer season.
I saw something today that I've never seen before. Sitting in Houston on the phone in the hood fixing to walk a job. And all of a sudden I saw something rolling on the ground. A Damm house cat grab this fox squirrel and killed it. And this cat wasn't much bigger than the squirrel. Freaking hood rats
Shucked many a tree rat when I was a kid. My grandpa taught me the art of squirrel shucking. My Grandma taught me the art of frying them up. I pretty much made squirrels extinct in north Fannin county back in the good ol days.
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