My grandmother would go out in her yard and kill a couple of squirrels for her dumplings. I prefer chicken with mine but when you grow up poor and have to live off the land and it’s bounty, you do it. I sure miss her.
There were few squirrels where my Granny grew up but I saw a couple of Jack Rabbits take one in the 10 ring from 50 yards when I was a kid.
If I were a chicken and she had an ax beware.
My dad and I went hunting morning and evening on weekends. We never let game go to waste and so we had plenty to eat. We'd bring bring in quail and duck as well. The freezer stayed full. :-)