It's just a rodent out in the forest, but it was probably a rat, and it tasted pretty good. I was eating it in this chop bar and I think I was about to leave and they wanted to treat me to it, because getting bush rat is kind of a nice thing.
I got back to La Crosse, I think it was December, and it was ice cold. So, I moved down to Albuquerque, N.M., and got a job there at a pharmaceutical company.