This reminds me of the story my Dad once told of him and one of his buddies that used to spend a lot of time hunting together.. They had shot a Rabbit for a gent that had never tried it. He got back in touch with them and asked if they'd bring him another sometime... My Dad's Crazy buddy shot a feral cat in the middle of nowhere, cleaned and gave it to him. Several weeks had went by and I guess the guy had called one of them to say that Rabbit was way better than the first one...???.... I'm "guessing" there was alcohol involved...
