The cute rabbit triggered a memory:
When I was 10 my dad gave me 2 baby white rabbits as pets to grow and tend and play with. They were beautiful Snowy & Snowdrop I named them. When I was 11 my Dad snatched them out of the pen he made in the backyard. Took them into the house straight to the kitchen sink, then proceeded to rip their stomachs out one after the other with a huge knife while I looked into thier eyes and bawled. yep! I bawl an bawl an bawl...all to no avail! I bawled myself to sleep. and then was bawling in my sleep. - Sliced them up right in front of me then curried them and had them the next day for Sunday dinner. I of course thought it was curried chicken and polished it off with relish. Only afterward did my dad smirk and tell me I had just eaten my two pet rabbits I was crushed! Damaged and betrayed I tell you!..............It was good chicken though. but still!.........
ps. I set my pet turtle free in the backyard after a crack from my dad about how good turtles taste. LoL! I laugh now but man! It was harsh.
I'm with Sandi on this one - that's a hare or jack rabbit.
Lorradear, I'm bout to ask if you are my mother. Bless her soul, she ate her pet rabbit on her b'day one year courtesy of her cousin's slaying skills. (My family is complicated.)
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