As a cattle farmer, I consider suirrels nothing but a nuisance, and one just a bit too swift for my big sister's aging cat to get after.
My Mother also makes very good squirrel and rabbit stew, so there is that.
My preferred weapon is my Ruger 77/22 with whatever bulk pack .22 I happen to grab on my way out the door.
Some of my best hunting stories come from times spent with my best friend/battle buddy/hetero-sexual life partner and I would go hunting, me taking my 77/22 for squirrel and He taking his Savage .17 HMR for armadillo.
NRA Life Member
Ladyfriend: "I need help with the leaves in the yard"
Me: "Controlled burn?"
LadyFriend: "I forgot my Boy Scout turned into an infantry officer."