One of Alberta's cousins went hunting in "la garrigue" (the bush in Provence) and killed a hare within a few hours. Alberta's mom refused to prepar the meal since the hare was dead and the rabbit, still alive, had vanished. She was disgusted by the bullets on the table; she sayed that the shot spoils the taste and the hare's flesh has become unhealthy. We had to eat the hare raw and Alberta choked while swallowing fur.