Rabbit man 25 x 365

“Want a sheet o’Rabbits?” I thought I heard the farmer say as he wrapped a skinned, gutted rabbit in white paper.
“No,” I whispered
“Come on, let's go see the rabbits,” persuaded my aunt, taking the package - our dinner.
“Okay.”
They showed me the caged bunnies destined for someone’s table.

Comments

Otter said…
Where you able to eat dinner that night?
10/10/06, 5:26 PM
Cedar Waxwing said…
She was buying it for her mom, my grandma and I refused to eat the rabbit so they made me something else, long forgotten, but I know I didn't eat rabbit.
10/10/06, 6:17 PM
Indigo Bunting said…
They are so cute, and--yummy. (Please don't hate me.)
10/11/06, 8:35 AM
Bridgett said…
Dem rabbits good eatin. But bunnies in cages are pets...I had a student once with a pet goat. I won't go any further into that story.
10/12/06, 12:00 PM
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