My kids have been nagging me to buy them a bunny rabbit for some time now but I have always said no mainly because both of them have a medical condition that can get worse from contact with furry animals, my daughter Aida has Asthma and my son Amir has Eczema. They both know that I can not get them a furry pet for these reasons but still they beg from time to time and promise that they will look after it and clean its hutch blah blah blah, of course they will not do anything like that if I buy them the rabbit.
This brought to me memories of my first ever pet when I was a child and living in Libya, I have 3 brothers and we used to nag our parents to get us a pet, our mother did not like cats & dogs very much and always refused but after so much nagging they both agreed to buy us a rabbit, my father (Allah bless his soul) got this very big box and filled it with hay and put it out side, it was to become our rabbit's home, he then brought home this beautiful white rabbit which we liked a lot, it was not a dog or a cat which were our first choice but still we thought the rabbit is good, we never gave it a name, I do not know why but it seems in Libya then you only named dogs and cats other animals didn't have any names! We looked after the rabbit and we used to take it out of its hutch and play with it, it used to run inside the house but my mother always insisted that we cleaned after it which we did, this rabbit had a favourite place which was behind the guests sitting room sofa which is a room that my mother was very proud of and always kept closed unless we had guests, she did not like the rabbit being there but we used to tell her that we took it out and put it in its hutch this carried on for few months until one day...
My mother went in the guest sitting room to give it a good spring clean, she moved the sofa to clean behind it and shock disaster, there was a hole in the wall, dug by our sweet rabbit while it spent long periods relaxing under the sofa, my mother screamed that this had to stop, she said to my father that the rabbit will have to go or she will go.
My brothers and I liked this rabbit and just could not imagine it leaving the house so we started to think where would our mother go??
Next day we all sat round the dinner table, my brothers and I were very quiet, my mother was pleased and my father started to serve dinner, it was Rice & ROAST RABBIT!! we did not want to eat our pet, we were upset, my father enjoyed every piece of it, all we had was some rice.
Enjoy your Dinner!