I've cleaned a couple of hundred of them (but never eaten one. Trust me, they are rats.). My dad PAID me to hunt game, he loved it. I was a better-than-average marksman/hunter because -well- I got paid to shoot stuff. Also, my maternal grandfather was a locally-renowned professional game guide, so serious hunting was just something I just grew up with. Also fishing. We have more water than land over here --the Netherlands is dry by comparison, seriously- and I grew up on the waterfront. When I got bored in the summertime, I fished. I also did a little trapping.
Given the context of this thread, in recent years I've given thought as to if/how those long-ago skills might be called into play.