Sunday, March 26, 2006

I am Going to Kill and Devour the Easter Bunny

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Lately I've been really pumped about eating meat for some reason. Every night I'm out on the back deck, grilling either chicken legs, pork chops, or steaks so big I can't fit any other items on the plate!

Earlier this evening, around dusk, I was tending to the dozen drumsticks I had on the barbeque when a shadow caught my eye -- a rabbit, about ten or twelve feet away! It was brown and, I thought, surprisingly plump for this time of year. It must have done a good job storing up fat in the fall. Anyway, there it was, on the remaining crusts of snow, looking for bits of plant life to nibble on before heading back to the warren. My hunter instincts kicked in. He looked like a good meal! Lucky for him, I already had one on the go.

I decided that I want to hunt or trap me some rabbit! I like killing animals for sport and I enjoy the taste of flesh, so it makes sense to do this! Alternatively, I suppose I could just go to the pet store and pick up a tame little meal... but no, there'd be no sport in that. And that's another thing: learning to prepare and cook these critters is great survival training! If I ever got lost in the woods, it'd be a rabbit buffet!

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