Here in southwest Louisiana, we’re always celebrating something. This weekend, it’s the Rabbit Festival in Iowa (pronounced I-WAY. Yes, I know what you're thinking. Just trust me.)
We saw typical festival fare. Vendors hawking their wares, live Cajun music, face painting, air brushing, pony rides. A carnival with carnie food, carnie rides, carnie games. And rabbits.
Rabbits to hold and purchase . . .
rabbits to win . . .
and rabbits to eat.
No, I didn’t eat any, but it probably tastes like chicken.
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It's pronounced "I-WAY?" no way.
You said you didn't eat any stew. But did you come home with a pet rabbit? They look cute.
No, CHM, we just held one. Our cat wouldn't appreciate a rabbit. But they sure are soft and cuddly!
My dormmates would all appreciate a rabbit! You totally could have won one for me!
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