A former in-law was running a ranch in Oregon back in the early 90's. They hired a nice Laotian family to help out on the ranch and learn the cattle business.
A couple months after they were hired, the husband asked for a .22 to control the "squirrels" around the family's home. My in-law gave him a .22 LR, and said have at it...thinking he was going after the ground squirrels in the cow pastures where he worked.
A couple more months pass, and the Laotian family invites the in-laws, ranch staff, and all to their home for a traditional Laotian meal as a "thank you" for the home, the welcome, and helping get on their feet.
One of the main dishes is a egg roll type with rolls about the size of small burritos. After several Americans had tried the rolls, the meat in them was still unidentified by several diverse members present. My in-law finally queried the husband on the meat, and how he had obtained so much of it for the meal.
Through broken English, the husband very sincerely thanked the in-laws for the ability to shoot the "large squirrels" in the rock piles by the river, and to provide the meat for everyone to enjoy...
