"Never ate a squirrel." He takes his own ice cream with a cautiously optimistic look. There's a good chance this will be delicious and he's finally stopped getting sick too often from all the new food.

"Never seen one, either. They're the little grey rats with big fluffy tails, right? Thinkin' they didn't survive through the climate change. Seen 'em in pictures, but there's nothin' like that left. Closest is some rats when you get near the city."

He sticks out his tongue for a careful lick.