Posted on 09/23/2016 1:03:22 PM PDT by nickcarraway
A principal of an Oklahoma City elementary school had to make one of the weirdest phone calls to a parent, when a little boy was found keeping a dead squirrel in his backpack. The little boy’s reasoning was priceless.
A photo of the late rodent was posted on Ladye Hobson’s Facebook and explained the awkward phone call she received from the principal of Gatewood Elementary in Oklahoma City.
Ladye Hobson told Fox 25 that her husband often jokes about making squirrel dumplings, and the little boy, Brylan, thought he would bring home dinner for the family.
It’s probably safe to say that the squirrel dumpling jokes have come to a screeching halt in that house after this.
Wolfs? Is that what they call warbles in your area?
The squirrel hit a Smart Car, and the Smart Car was totaled.
We ate a lot of squirrel growing up. Mom’d fry it, braise it and BBQ it. Good eating, particularly the big fat fox squirrels. But we only had chicken and dumplings for some reason, never squirrel dumplings.
Used to have squirrel and dumplings fairly regularly. Grandpap would save the heads for dessert too, though I’ve heard since that that has a link to some cjd cases. (He made it just short of 101 though).
WOLF STEW
1 wolf, cooked and cut into pieces
Cook all ingredients together over low heat until vegetables are tender. Make dumplings from two squirrels, wolf down!
Why didn’t you take the rabbit fur? I made my wife a pair of rabbit mittens years ago, she loves them and they are very warm.
SQUIRREL!!!! Ha, made you look.
I thought a wolf was like a masher.
One Thanksgiving our meal was interrupted by a squirrel coming down the chimney and running around the living room while we tried to shoo it out. Whew! What a show!
That’s all I got on squirrels. Oh wait, I have a joke:
What is a squirrel?
A rat with good P.R.
I’m here all week.
A what? Potato masher??
Ha!
A wolf is what folks call the parasitic wasps that lay their eggs in a squirrel.
I’ve seen wolfs on squirrels the size of a pecan.
It hatches out and the squirrel goes about his business.
Mmmmm.
Squirrel dumplings.
Almost as good as granny’s possum grits!
Do they at least send the squirrel Christmas cards?
We ate squirrel, too. I don’t remember eating it much, but I do recall seeing the little skinned squirrel bodies soaking in some kind of brine or something before it was cooked. (Why can’t I bring back the GOOD memories?)
Jeb doesn’t look as old to me now as he did in 1962.
Sounds similar to my granny’s way of fixin it though it was mainly fried then smothered. She would have me and my two brothers kill her a few of old times.
You see, my paternal, granny’s folk were your typical Pennsylvania Scott/Irish that began moving south through the Carolinas in the 1700’s.
Read: If your didn’t know how to catch it or grow it you may not have eaten..
They were tough people who knew how to survive and thrive.
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