I could see that Chester had done a good job of isolating Bunnicula from his food. There was no way i could think of to overcome Chester's game plan. As evening drew closer and i grew more and more frantic, i stumbled into the dining room and saw the answer to my problems sitting before me on the table. It was a big bowl of salad! All i had to do was get Bunnicula to the salad and let him get his fill before the family came in to eat. With that funny white dressing on it, they would never notice if a few vegetables were white.