I altered the OP after normal response posts were intercepted and deleted without comment. Yes, I got a warning for it, but shots were fired.

Well... they are delicious. I mentioned the rabbits because I have a mate whose daughter is actually nine... too young for Valheim, IMO, but it isn't up to me. They play together, as a sort of father/daughter time (which makes him a great dad, IMO), but she gets carried away when the rabbits start running around. She changes from sweet little girl to uncaring dictator. Her dad is forced to chase and try to "catch," but not "kill" the rabbits. The first time I found a bunch of those cheapy fences in the mislands, I wondered what the heck was going on. I remained in the dark until I happened to catch part of a chase, which basically forced her dad to confess.

Well, hares tend to live alone, or with a mate... but these live in groups... like rabbits... so I figure that programmers are not biologists, and they are rabbits.