Has anyone seen Harry?

The family sat at table for the Christmas meal. Parcels opened, presents exchanged, they were now good and ready for the turkey and roast. As they tucked in, young Michael turned up his nose.

'Dad,' said he, 'this turkey tastes funny. And has anyone seen Harry my rabbit?'

This remark was greeted with silence.

'I'm just saying,' he went on, 'this turkey tastes funny and has anyone seen Harry my rabbit?'

Again silence.

'Dad,' said Michael mournfully, 'we're not eating Harry are we?'

'Indeed we're not,' assured the father. 'We're eating a duck. And it was a naughty duck - it ate Harry!'