The Farahat restaurant in Al Hussein.

The local fair grounds has an over-aboundance of pigeons. And their stuffed with the spilled grain and corn.

I could probably sneek over there and pop one for you. And if I remember not to eat it, I'd mail it to you. Might get kinda' rank, though. [:D]

Hey there.. best bet is to check with your local taxidermist or you can try posting here...

[url]http://www.taxidermy.net/forums/BirdTaxiMenu.html[/url]

My mom is a mixed media artist and I have frequented quite a few taxidermy shops... just another of life's stranger experiences.. [:D]

This has nothing to do with anything (garden weasel stole me post anyway), but that reminded me of a pretty weird experience.
When my mother died a couple years ago, I was talking to the mortician during the wake, & the topic of firearms came up. I found out he's a serious hunter ("Trip to Africa every other year" serious), AND the local taxidermist!

I guess it DOES make sense, just struck me kind of strange at the time. Everyone else in the small IN town is so used to his funeral home (& the unadvertised full blown taxidermist outfit in the basement) that no one sees the irony.
Better yet - he's the county coroner now, & under THAT office he's got one of the largest gun collections I've ever seen. Something about that seems kind of "different" too, it's.......
[i]very "Indiana".[/i]

I've got one in my pants!