Sunday, October 25, 2009

"Prized Angora Rabbits Killed"

Bad day to be a rabbit in San Antonio.
Lupita Rocha is bracing for what she has to tell her brother when Pedro Gonzalez returns from out of town on Sunday. Six of his 14 beloved Angora rabbits were stabbed to death, according to San Antonio Police. A seventh will survive, but because of its other injuries, Rocha said a veterinarian has told her it is now paralyzed.

Rocha also said she was told that rabbit’s terrified prize-winning mate died of a heart attack.

“Who, who would do this?” said Rocha outside her brother’s mobile home in the 7600 block of W. Military Drive. “I can’t believe there are people out there who would brutally murder, I mean, stab them.”

(from KSAT-12)

Oops. She let the mask slip a little bit there.

And how can one determine that a rabbit has died of a heart attack? I suppose a veterinarian could figure that out, but to what end, besides tugging on the heart strings of readers? It's a sad thing that somebody killed all the Rocha's rabbits, but let's not take the anthropomorphizing too far.

Oh, and would this be a bad time to mention how much I love rabbit stew?


Sabra said...

I prefer my rabbit fried. Yummy.

Albatross said...

Yes, fried is very good, too. I remember many years ago (I think it was in the late 80s/early 90s era) there was a small chain of restaurants in San Antonio called The Rapid Rabbit, and, as you might have already assumed, the main menu item was rabbit, much of it the fried variety. Those restaurants didn't last long, but I did eat there a few times and found the food to be not bad at all. It was a nice change of pace from your normal fast food fare.

If I remember correctly, one of the Rapid Rabbits was on the corner of Wurzbach and Gardendale. Anybody else remember that?

Dave said...

This reminds me: My son is currently deep in the chilly woods near Spokane, WA doing survival training. One MRE and one rabbit for 7 days.

A connection?

libraaztec said...

yahhh... rabbits get heart attacks. Poor little weaklings. (^_^) Well, that's an ugly happening. When I was younger someone simply stole our(my sister's and I)rabbit. Perhaps a starving hobo. God knows...(^_^)