I sure miss my Mother. She has been gone for 8 years now, but when I was a kid, I hunted squirrel, grouse and rabbit. (Didn't hunt deer til I was a teenager). Anyway, my favorite of them was squirrel. She made homeade mashed potatoes from our home grown potatoes, and fried the squirrel, just as you would fry chicken. She made homeade squirrel gravy for the potatoes after she had fried the squirrel. I think she may have cooked the meat before frying it. To this day, in my minds eye,(and tongue, too, I suppose) I can taste that combination. I'm not much of a cook, and never mastered preparing the dish. But boy do I miss it.

Anyway, I hunted with a .22 that my dad let me use until I got my own. I once shot a couple of squirrels with a shotgun. Mom didn't get all the shot out when she was preparing the meat, and I bit down on one. That's when I decided the only way to hunt them was with a .22.

Best Regards, Les

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