Invaders !

[shoju]

If you kill it, you eat it.

::nod:: Although, as a general rule; I don't eat anything in the order rodentia. Kill it... sometimes... Bury it... yes...

My great Grandfather was a hard and fast (If you kill it you eat it) type of guy.

My dad once shot a crow with a BB gun, killing it as a kid. My great-grandfather walked him out, picked it up, and said "How would you like your dinner cooked?"

And that's the abridged story of my dad eating crow.

My great-grandfather went as far as to catch snakes, and put them in his outhouse (in Ohio, in the 60's, he had neither electricity nor indoor plumbing) and let them mate so that he could release them into his garden to deal with the pests.

I wish I could have met him. He died a little more than a year before I was born. The stories about him paint him as a practical, logical, type of guy who didn't take more than he needed, didn't sell it for more than it was worth, and would bend over backwards for you.