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- I'm pretty sure this was a voluntary program
- When I see chicken wire rabbit cages I think of three things
- The War Ears
- Eating the bunnies? Really?
- A love affair with a machine
- Hasenpfeffer
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Rabbit, Run: 1943
April 1943. Washington, D.C. "Victory garden sites on Fairlawn Avenue S.E. -- Children with rabbits which were formerly kept as pets, but now are being raised for food." Medium format nitrate negative by Joseph A. Horne for the Office of War Information. View full size.
What's Up Doc?
These rabbits definitely should have taken a left turn at Albuquerque.
Destination?
Where's the signpost pointing west, "Rabbit hole, 1100 miles"?
That photo has a very dorothyish vibe.
I'm pretty sure this was a voluntary program
Both my parents' generation went through the Great Depression, and many served in the armed forces during WWII. I don't recall ever hearing about a mandatory conversion of rabbits from pets to food. And I'm too scared to see the results if I Google it.
When I see chicken wire rabbit cages I think of three things
Eugene Hasenfus -- he was originally from Wisconsin and was not "rabbit's foot" lucky
That zoo in northern Denmark, yikes!
My brief time raising a rabbit -- a neighborhood dog tunneled through the chicken wire like it was nothing
The War Ears
WWII is so often stories about big, we often overlook the small sacrifices that permeated every level of life.
Eating the bunnies? Really?
Given the way these young women are holding and looking at these rabbits, I am having some difficulty imagining them consuming them except under duress.
Hasenpfeffer
Yosemite Sam's favorite dish. And yes I ran it through the online dictionary because I had no clue.
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