When I was really young, we picked this kitten out of a litter because it had a broken tail and acted super tough. Ended up being totally true. Used to keep us up at night getting into fights outside with raccoons.
Anyway, one day my dad gets the dumbass idea that we should breed and raise rabbits for food. Because that's the kind of thing he would randomly do from time to time. So we bring these baby rabbits home, set up their cage, put them in it, and we're just standing there watching them because we haven't yet realized how boring and pointless fucking rabbits are. Meanwhile, my badass cat, who's been watching this whole thing, disappears for a while and then returns with a live, unharmed baby rabbit in its jaw, carrying it by the scruff of the neck like a kitten. He rocks up to my dad, drops this baby rabbit in his hand like, "Why didn't you dumb fucks just ask?"
Threw that cottontail in the cage and raised/bred/ate its babies just like the rest of them.
CSB.