Sharing one of those facepalm moments we shooters regularly have.
I work with some real purebred "city folk" who's closest brush with nature would be driving on an unpaved road. Anyway, I was talking about cooking with rabbit to a girl at work who wanted to try it but couldn't find anywhere to buy it. I said I'd bring her a few rabbits and she can cook up a pie for everyone.
So a week later, *bang* *bang*, a few bunnies shot, skinned, cleaned and delivered. They were all head-shot so no damage to the body.
Anyway, hand over the rabbits and get a little "ewww" reaction at seeing the whole rabbit, but she got over that. It came in in conversation though that they'd been shot, and that was it, she was suddenly totally repulsed by them and the deal was off.
As soon as she found out they were shot and not bought at a store, they were these vile poisonous things she wouldn't dare eat
I've had this conversation with people in the past to lesser degrees. It never fails to amaze that as soon as something isn't delivered in a tin can or styrofoam box it's unhealthy or not safe.
I don't know where this sterile operating theatre cleanliness level bunny breeding place is that everyone else gets their shiny new eating rabbits from, but it's obviously not near by place.