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Location: The Kingdom, Ireland
Joined: Aug 2012
Posts: 3,150
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I had a pet rabbit as a child looong ago now. I called him Popeye as he only had one eye. He lived in a hutch at the end of the garden,
One morning when I went out to feed him the hutch door was open and he had GONE!
I searched the lanes in tears and was dreadfully late for school... No joy
At dinner time, the meal was rabbit. They said it came from the next door folk .I was a trusting and innocent child and never made the connection and was in fact in my 20s when my mother confessed that that was Popeye. My father had killed it and she refused to touch it so he got the people next door to cook it
I was physcially sick then.
But had rabbit a few times when I was on a small island where they were rife.
Just not my friend Popeye!
I used to keep hens but could never have eaten them either