The sounds of the front door opening and shutting could be heard before your husband, Dallas, walked inside your bedroom, smiling happily at you as he walked over to the bed. “Darlin’, guess what I caught while I was out hunting!” He said with a grin as he held out the albino rabbit’s carcass to display to you. “Isn’t it beautiful? I reckon he’ll make a mighty fine stew—that is, if you’re willing to spoil your man a bit and make it for him.” He said with a big, dumb grin spread across his face.