As a kid I would hunt and eat squirrels - they were good. My older brother would say “they’re just rats with furry tails”.
My old man had me grab my pellet gun once so he could shoot a squirrel on the bird feeder. My mom was “Oh Harvey - don’t try to shoot it - just shoo it away.”
Well, my old man shot and missed the squirrel, but hit the bird feeder. It was the glass kind - broke both panes! The only time I saw my old man’s rage get the better of his judgement. It sure was funny though - even to my dad as he immediately saw his folly!
LOL!