The story goes there was a pesky little squirrel that was bothering Bryon...so he gave Austin a gun to rid the situation. BANG..BANG!! The pesky little squirrel is dead. End of story. Well, or at least it would have been for most. Aaron runs out to where the squirrel lay and picks it up by the tail, proudly carries it towards the house. This is where I'm freaking out..."put that down, wash your hands!" He grins from ear to ear and almost in sync the boys ask "can we eat it?" I'm really freaked out yelling "no, gross!" and all the while trying not to cuss. Of course, Bryon and Chris immediately tell them to go ahead, clean it good. I am throughly disgusted! My boys eat a rodent? GAG, GROSS, PUKE!!! It just so happened the grill was going so the squirrel was thrown on there, all spiced up (as if that could help) and when finished, brought into the house where the four guys devoured it. Aaron kinda gagged at one point because Austin didn't get all the hair off of it!!! Now, that didn't necessarily make me gag but I did laugh. Oh, the joys of country hunting boys!
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