Reading Johnch's post it reminds me of something my uncle down there in Ohio once explained to me. Years ago I was down for a family reunion and decided that I would do a little ground hog hunting to help my uncle out. Sure enough, there was a great big one near the old garden that I leveled the sights on. Well, I used my dad's 7mm Mauser to do the job and let's just say that it made a mess. Thinking my uncle would be grateful for what I did I was excited to tell him all about it. He led into explaining how a ground hog should be thought of more than just a nuisance. Back when they were in the depression he could remember many times heading out into the field in hopes of shooting one just so they could have dinner. They came to cherish the ground hog and even though they were at hard times they also made sure they never over hunted them so they always had something they could go after if need be. Looking at the ground hog after I had shot it he was very disappointed in that there wasn't much left. I was told to take it down to the dogs and give it to them so at least they can appreciate what it had to offer. I never, ever look at ground hogs the same way now.