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  1. Dude, my dogs have killed possums and let them lay—except the smaller, tender opossum. Snakes are about 50/50; some will and some won’t depending on their lineage, I guess.

    Just remember it takes three squirrels to make a mess. I think it might still be squirrel season.

    • True story. I was walking home one night and a possum crossed the road in front of a car. This was in Boston. The car stopped and one of the young guys in it got out and said. “That is the biggest damn rat I ever saw!”

        • I wondered that myself. And I learned something new today!

          In the year 1500 Vincente Yanez Pinzon made two major discoveries: Brazil and, on its shores, a marsupial. The animal was a female opossum . . . .

          The name by which we best know marsupials comes from an Indian word, “apasum” — white animal.

          . . .

          The significance of the unique method of reproduction common to all marsupials went unappreciated until the 19th century. The two wombs, the common external opening for reproductive and digestive systems, and the embyonic state of the tiny newborns identify the Marsupialia.

          . . .

          Marsupials and placental animals share a common ancestry .

          . . .

          The great distance separating the Australian region from the Americas is not the . . . anomaly it once seemed.

          . . .

          Archaeological evidence shows that the Virginia opossum was rare or absent north of present-day Virginia and Ohio when Europeans began colonizing this continent. Today the species is in all New England states and southern Canada.

          Wild Animals of North America, National Geographic, 1979

  2. I always feel like a hillbilly, hayseed, L’il Abner to think about it, but I could eat a whole skillet full of fried squirrel. I don’t hunt, but I’ve been invited to dinner by squirrel hunters, and I like it.

    I can’t face rabbit, though. Go figure.

    • I’ll be darned. Honestly, no joke! I was wondering if they could be eaten, and if they were any good.

      I also wonder about pigeons: if they are food-worthy, there should be absolutely no hungry people near Central Park! And seagulls. . . . I could knock off hundreds of pigeons or seagulls every day with a net and a stick, they are so stupid.

      It’s nice that IMAO can serve as a forum for education. Again, even though it sounds like sarcasm, I’m not joking.

      • I have eaten Squab which is, in fact, a pigeon. Put enough spices on something and pretty much anything is edible. Especially if you are hungry enough.

        In culinary terminology, squab is a young domestic pigeon, typically under four weeks old, or its meat. The meat is widely described as tasting like dark chicken. The term is probably of Scandinavian origin; the Swedish word skvabb means “loose, fat flesh”. It formerly applied to all dove and pigeon species, such as the wood pigeon, the mourning dove, the extinct-in-the-wild socorro dove, and the now-extinct passenger pigeon, and their meat. More recently, squab meat comes almost entirely from domesticated pigeons. The meat of dove and pigeon gamebirds hunted primarily for sport is rarely called squab.

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