I remember when i was out west in Arizona and I had a 12 guage shotgun in my hands, and ou in the desert their was a brush pile that my grandpa had put out to attract quail and rabbits. The animals werent ment to shoot but that day i just felt like killing me a bunny, so i walked on out to the brush pile, climbed to the top and jumped up and down for a few and out comes a rabbit running full speed. I reacted with a big BANG! coming from the shot gun,I blew that little rabbits back legs off and it was fun. When i walked up to it, it was still alive with the legs just hanging by some fur. I picked the rabbit up took him up to the house and the whole time he was trying to bite me, so i grabbed a knife and to put him out of his misery I slit his throat. When the deed was done i skinned him and made some rabbit and gravy and it was tasty.