Discussion in 'Nature & Wildlife' started by Munchie, Apr 2, 2008.
and they breed like ...well...Rabbits.
One swallow seen yesterday in wales !:thumb:
After years of no rabbits 3 years ago we had quite a little colony going, I ate a couple but was concious that I wanted them to breed like rabbits so practically left them alone for two years to build up a good population.
They were going great guns, and at times there were dozens in the yard and droppings everywhere. Just as thinking about putting a couple in the pot I noticed one with some Mixamatosis, within a month they were all gone. I thought the disease was long gone, but its certainly here in Wales. What a shame, Sian does a wonderful Rabbit and prune stew
If they keep digging up the caravan site I'll send you mine Jim !:thumb:
:secret:I've got a bloody MOLE
What a shame, Sian does a wonderful Rabbit and prune stew
I will see if the butcher has some and bring it to Peterborough. Thanks for letting me know Jim
On another note we once had someone at the golf club complain his competitor was practising his swing. The chap he was complaining about claimed he was putting the poor rabbit out of its misery. Mixy is a horrible disease for them
Have a look >>here<< John.
thats gross AD
I am not the only one though PRESS
What's wrong with that Eileen?
You can poke a stick up a few of them and Shishkebab them.
Stuff them with some nice chestnut stuffing.Yummy.
I believe Linda had a problem with a big ugly MOLE a little while back
Not all moles are big and ugly, its how you see em
I love the Mole Pat.
Thanks for that post John, it must be 26 years since I saw Jasper Carrot live in Sheffield, the link brought back all the memories of a great night.
Oh please AD ! I suppose you use the skins for trousers
Let's not go there Eileen.
They are not much good for anything else after they have been prodded with a shish kebab stick.
Ladies in the Regency period used to think a mole added attraction to the face and parts of the body that were deliberately exposed, so used to apply false ones; of course they called them 'beauty spots' but I reckon they were still moles. So where's yours?
Or is it in the garden?
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