Whats wrong with eating ducks and geese?
When I was in grad school at wm and mary, I lived in some funkay apts for a year. One of my neighbors, a good ol boy and his crazy wife and wild little kid, had a beat to hell vw. It broke down and Ronnie was having a hard time going to work, so, I fixed it for him. I was broke too, but I bought some parts and even changed the oil along will all the other stuff I did. He was grateful and offered to pay me, but I said, naw, we'll go fishing or something some time.
A couple weeks later, at about 10 in the morning on a weekend, a pretty drunk Ronnie shows up at my door and with a big smile hands me a bag.. well, a double bag... and inside the bag is a goose and two ducks freshly killed and plucked and cleaned.
It is his payment! I smile and say, 'hell yeah, y'all come over for supper tonight. We roast the goose and fry up the duck and have some friends over and Ronnie and his wife. We are all having a great time and have a couple of cold beers... we have dessert and my friends leave and Ronnie's wife is helping me and my roommate's gf clean up... The roommates gf says she's never had duck OR goose and she really liked it.
then she asks did Ronnie get them hunting... and his wife says, 'well kinda'. and then goes on to tell us that he was out drinking with his friends and saying he felt bad that I'd fixed his car and he hadn't paid me and they decided to go to the Wmsbrg 1776 hotel and using food lion bags, bread crumbs and the fuel from old forrester, many ducks and geese would eat the bread crumbs leading to the bag and once in, they pounced on them and wrung their necks.
Color me hatian, but I kinda know about having eaten some quasi tame animals!