'Professor, are we turing them into Easter Eggs?" Aurora chuckeld at that.
She had a million idea what do with a bunny, he Grammy did own a farm after all. Rabbit pelts were always in demand. Especially to line winter cloaks with. She doubted that were going to be skinning them. Plus Grammy had told her that they were good eating. Papa loved him some rabbit stew.
Let it go, Aurora... you are not in the States at home. |