Where Rabbit?

Growing up in Southern California, I loved the Chupacabra. It was a piece of Mexican folklore that crossed the border and infiltrated our little minds with images of gnashing teeth and pointy little bunny ears. For those of you east of Santa Fe, think of a really mean jackalope. Anyway, it turns out that like bread, the Chupacabra has an incarnation in every culture. Even Britain, which without Elvis Costello wouldn't even be a culture as far as I'm concerned. Link.