PS, while I wrote all that, two nice young men (who'd had the manners to knock and ask first) were out back reducing the rabbit population. In mid-edit they knocked on the door to present the two carcasses I'd requested for the permission. I never heard a single shot, BTW-- they were that good about where they shot.

They said they'd bagged three and gave me the two agreed-- they'd purposely picked the two least-blasted-to-bits. They'd not only field-dressed them, they'd skinned them. They waited while I got a big ole Ziploc-- straight to the freezer with these beauties-- and as they deposited them I described where we usually see the rabbits in warm weather, and gave them a blanket OK to come anytime, whether we are home or not, and blast away as long as they bring their own bag for the pair to leave us in the doorway.

:~)

~Strokebrain Strikes Again