I probably did at my uncle's place as if it has fur or feathers and lingers around his house, it's a safe bet he shot and ate a couple of them, and served some at family gatherings ...
He only made the mistake of telling the relatives just <what> was in the oh-so-delicious meat pie he served once. All I remember for sure is groundhog, but there was probably some skunk, racoon, and possibly squirrel in there ... Funny how the "sqeamish" members of the family ran to the bathroom and did everything they could to make themselves vomit, even though dinner had been over for a few hours.
I found the stuff delicious, and I have learned long ago that when I have supper at his place, I take small bites, chew carefully, and spit out the shotgun pellets.