This video made me miss my nutria trapping (and eating) youth in South Louisiana. For the record, nutria are as mean as hell. Accidentally walk up on one in some high marsh grass, and your ass better be sprinting backwards. They are not cute, nor are they cuddly. In 1978, I could get $8 for a good hide. As a teenager with borrowed traps, I could average $80 a day during the season.
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