None of this stuff is weird to me but here goes. I eat a lot of squirrel. My 3 person family probably consumes about 40-60 per year. I eat rabbit, deer (just had that for supper), quail, duck, crawdads and frog legs on a regular basis. I also eat the occasional elk, antelope, pheasant and grouse. I like to hunt and provide. It's that "field to the table" thing I was discussing the other day.
We were taught to eat what we killed. My mom had an agreement with us boys: "If you kill it and clean it I will cook it for you." Over the years I have eaten meadowlarks and blackbirds (days of running around with a BB gun), rattlesnake, armadillo (tastes quite good ... very porkish .. but I worry about safety), beaver, bear (some good, some bad), bobcat, raccoon, and probably some other critters that I've forgotten.
When I was a kid and helped the ranchers around here work calves I'd show up with a couple of ice cream buckets. Not much better than some mountain oysters after a hard day of working cattle.
The above confession is probably why I'm overweight. There's not much that I don't like. The only thing my mom cooked that I couldn't bring myself to try was a possum. She cooked one for my older brother. Every time I started to take a bite I visualized the possum crawling out of the back end of a dead, bloated cow. Couldn't do it.
Edit: I forgot to add that I eat the occasional soft shell turtle too...if he has the misfortune of getting on one of my hooks.