As long as the little bastards are inhabitants of deciduous woods. They taste pretty filthy if they're pine wood dwellers.
Either way they're a ball-ache to skin for not that much meat. I swear to God the skin is super-glued on!
Give me rabbit every day. Although, to be honest, I got hit by the "irrational sentimentality" bolt when I used to do a bit of pest control on a mate's small holding, so I stopped.
Given my field-craft, I don't suppose the rabbits were particularly bothered either way though.
Rabbit 1:
Heard the news? Steve's given up the pest control lark.
Rabbit 2:
Eh, we could hear him coming from the other side of the county. I'd be more worried about the landowners 11 year old daughter, and she's a vegetarian.