Rabbit fettuccini

Over the holidays I decided to get revenge on the little rodents which caused me so much grief on my previous visit home.

You see, on my last visit to my parents farm near Dinuba I got in my car to drive home and turned the key. The car started but it sounded horrible and was rocking terribly. It was even worse than the time I stretched a rod when my oil light failed to inform me that my car had none.

I shut off the car and opened the hood. The problem was very obvious. On the top of my engine was a large amount of rabbit hair and shredded insulation from the remains of two of my spark plug wires.

Rabbits, like all rodents, like to chew on things to keep their ever growing teeth from becoming a problem. Wires are some of their favorite choices for this and they managed to get under my hood from a convenient log which I had parked next to.

So on this trip home I took a 22 rifle out of our gun case and went rabbit hunting. The hunting was easy, as there are way too many rabbits around. The rabbit herd needed some thinning. I got 4 rabbits with the gun, my brother got 1 with the gun and 1 with a pipe. (it ran into a pipe rather than hiding in a hole and I chased it out into his waiting club) Of these six rabbits 4 were good size 1-2 lbs. We skinned out these rabbits and used a recipe that my mother had saved from a field and stream or some such publication. And we had Rabbit fettuccini the day before Christmas. It turned out really good. Personally I prefer rabbit to chicken.

All in all it was an enjoyable experience. It added to the other happy holiday memories that my family enjoyed.