I phoned my wife at work.
“We’re out of rabbit food. What shall I give them?”
“Give them some carrots,” she said, “and make sure you skin them first.”
I called back an hour later.
“They’re not eating the carrots. In fact, they’re not doing much at all.”
“That’s odd,” she said,
“I know,” I said. “Now, what shall I do with all this fur?”