If it presented a shot, was in season (of course, we've got to be legal here) and wasn't providing sufficient entertainment otherwise (I find it hard to shoot at things I'm also laughing at), it would be stew meat.

Come to think of it, that goes for pretty much everything I encounter

We had one on the porch the other night. The things are either fearless or stupid but probably a bit of both. It was a young one that didn't seem to mind getting whacked with a broom while it hid underneath my gas grill.
(NB> Don't shoot at things under your gas grill )