G-O-L-F-S...oh, golfs...

Uncle Jed went hunting for them on a golf pasture, but all he got was Birdies and Bogies.

Granny tried to boil'm tender, but they was too tough to even make thin broth.

Jethro et a whole bucket of 'm, but was still hungry.

And, Ellie Mae tried to feed 'm to her coon, but it spit 'm back at her.

According to Uncle Jed, they lives in holes out in the golf pasture on big flat mounds, down shallow holes with sticks with flags in'm. He knowed it was where they lived 'cause the grass was all chewed real short around their dens.