My Granddad swore he had never shot an old, tough squirrel. Grandma said she could fry his squirrels and then make gravy and the gravy was so tough you couldn't chew it. DAYUM, I want me some fried squirrel, biscuits and gravy. He was taking me spring squirrel hunting when I was still in diapers. That was in the'50's.
Fall was for quail hunting.
Texas has spring squirrel season, too.
Fall was for quail hunting.
Texas has spring squirrel season, too.