Bunny Milk

At dinner this evening Alice asks for more cheese, "Cheese please. Hey! That rhymes!"

*giggles*

I reply, "Cheese bees!"

*more giggles*

Bobby chimes in, "Bees don't make cheese."

"Uh, then how about 'bunny honey'?"

*giggles*

"Bunnies don't make honey, either, but you can make bunny cheese, I guess."

 I roll my eyes, "That doesn't rhyme. Bunny cheese?"

Alice perks up, "Yeah! I make bunny cheese. Me and Aina. We have bunnies in a cage and when it's time to make bunny cheese we take them out of the cage and cut off all their skin. That's bunny cheese. Aina likes bunny cheese. She eats it. Jonie likes it, too. Then we put the bunnies back in the cage for them to grow more fur."

Bobby groans. I'm speechless.

I ask, "Have you ever eaten bunny cheese?"

"No. Aina eats it. And Jonie."

"Does she like it?"

"Yeah."

Bobby says, "Usually cheese is made from milk. Cows milk."

I ask, "Do you milk the bunnies?"

Alice thinks about it for a second and responds, "Yeah, well, we make the cheese from the milk and then put the fur around it."

"Ah, I see."

"Aina likes it."

"Yes, of course."