My dad raised rabbits in the early 50's. One got loose and ran under the woodpile. The dog stuck his head in and came out a second later with one eye. Cute, fluffy little badass. I asked what happened to the rabbit. Dad said it tasted great.
I raised rabbits in the late 80's. 15 got loose. We lived in town, so Dad wouldn't let me use the .410. We caught 6 of them. The rest I had to hunt down with my trusty Crossman 760 BB gun. They are a bitch to bring down with a BB gun.