Ah yes, my childhood was the same Skip, anything I could catch went home with me. Mom didn't like the 6' black snack or the groundhog I put in the summer kitchen, he chewed through the door a day later . I even collected a few dozen different turtles I corralled and fed in the back yard, mostly box turtles. We didn't have any toys back then so live ones were awesome! Didn't care for using the outhouse or bathing in a foot tub on the porch though. The good ole days!