There’s been a rabbit in the yard since I started turning my car around in the South yard again. Maybe the grass is yummy and the cats haven’t been going over there.
He bolted from the car the first time, but by this morning he just edged out of the way.
Hmm, it sounds like he’s getting braver. By the end of the week he’ll be mistaking you for Jimmy Carter. RUN!
ROTFL
I’m in the car, Dude, with a laptop and a cane.
Carter was in a canoe with an oar.
Mmmmm, rabbit. Leave a leaf of letuce for it, each morning, a little closer to you every day. In a week you can pick it up and break its neck. Voila! Rabbit stew!
I knew someone would say that. I don’t do rodents.
Rabbits aren’t rodents.
Despite their teeth, they are family Leporidae, order Lagomorpha.
No Rodentia in the bunch.
I can’t spell tuleremia.
I guess I’ll be the first to say I was hoping for an Updike thread…
And by the way, rabbits are delicious.
Listen very carefully, Carni. Do not approach the rabbit. This rabbit is in cahoots with a dangerous cartel of cats. I refer you to this thread.
Via Con Dios, muchacho.
It’s probably some kids’ pet.
I don’t think so. We’re in the woods. I usually see one late at nate or early in the morning.
Gee, I hope he isn’t sick. I didn’t see him this morning.
We had a raccoon with distemper this year.
LAUNCELOT: We have the Holy Hand Grenade.
ARTHUR: Yes, of course! The Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch! 'Tis one of the sacred relics Brother Maynard carries with him! Brother Maynard! Bring up the Holy Hand Grenade! [singing] How does it, uh… how does it work
LAUNCELOT: I know not my liege.
ARTHUR: Consult the book of armaments.
MAYNARD: Armaments, Chapter Two, Verses Nine to Twenty-One.
BROTHER: “And Saint Atila raised the hand grenade up on high, saying, ‘Oh, Lord, bless this thy hand grenade that with it thou mayest blow thy enemies to tiny bits, in thy mercy.’ And the Lord did grin, and people did feast upon the lambs, and sloths, and carp, and anchovies, and orangutans, and breakfast cereals, and fruit bats, and large --”
MAYNARD: Skip a bit, Brother.
BROTHER: “And the Lord spake, saying, ‘First shalt thou take out the Holy Pin. Then, shalt thou count to three, no more, no less. Three shall be the number thou shalt count, and the number of the counting shalt be three. Four shalt thou not count, nor either count thou two, excepting that thou then proceed to three. Five is right out. Once the number three, being the third number, be reached, then lobbest thou thy Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch towards thou foe, who being naughty in my sight, shall snuff it.’”
MAYNARD: Amen.
ALL: Amen.
(sigh)
Rabbit, mmmmmmmmmm.
Let the rabbit soak in water, with a little salt and vinegar, for about 12 - 16 hours.
Cook with mushrooms, onions, and spices (to taste) for about 1.5 hours. Then add potatoes, and cook 20 more minutes, pr until potatoes are done. Add Sour Cream (~ three table spoons). mmmmmmmmmm, Rabbit.
Rabbit, treif.
ick - I could never eat rabbit - I HATE hare on my dinner plate…
<backs away quickly>