A story came to mind, I think when you wrote about generating an income from your farming (I hope you won't take it in bad taste): back in the 1970s, when the smallholdings in my grandparents' village were still farmed and not horse paddocks, one had a sign up, perhaps 100 yards from its gate: Pet Rabbits for Sale. And then just 25 yards from the gate, sharpish breaking distance: Oven Ready Rabbits.
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Sounds delicious!
I forgot to mention that Cass would be a good name for one.
Sounds good, but is that because I called it chubby and it reminds you of "Mama Cass" from the Mamas and the Papas?