I had a friend once, her hubby brought home two pheasants. They were field dressed, no feathers, but one claw still on. She is SUCH a city girl, and her hubby can't even boil water in the microwave, which put them at quite a crossroads. I was trying to stay out of the way during the ensuing arguement (and trying my hardest not to laugh), which ended out by her screaming "But it's not PROCESSED!!!" and him screaming back "that's what YOU'RE for!!!"
Needless to say, once she took a threatening stance with the butcher knife rather than applying it to the birds, I tapped on her arm and asked if I could help She nearly fainted when I chopped the first claw off! LOL!!!
Her hubby, their kids, my kids, and I all agreed it was delicious. Her salad was pretty good too