What a way to screw up a daughter's birthday.

So the kids are doing their yardwork for an allowance with a neighbor lady. They come upon about four bunnies, probably no more than a month old...hair but not much bigger head to toe than your finger. Well, the lady's dachshund came upon them too and my daughter heard the squeal from one. The dog dropped it and ran and she got to it, picked it up and it's still hanging on to life. She comes up to me as I get home and begs me to take her to a vet. She's seen those Animal Channel shows where vets or I guess the Humane Society takes care of abused or neglected animals, even those unclaimed, and figured, they'd help the bunny. Hell, what was I to do other than get in the car and go to the vet. Well, naturally, the vet of choice was out of the office and they wouldn't look at it unless we were paying for it. So we took off for the next one near us. I looked at it as we got back into the car and it was taking deep, but infrequent gasps. I knew what was about to happen.

And before we could make it to the next vet, the bunny checked out on us. We came home, found a spot to bury it, had a brief service, and then went on to resume my daughter's birthday after she had quit crying about a half-hour later.

Damn bunny. Sucker was cute too.

 

Damn. That dampened MY day and all I did was read about it. Sorry you and your daughter had to go thru this, Hack.

 

I once ran over a bunny while mowing the lawn. Does that negate my choice of beverage, even though I didn't do it on purpose? I really think it should improve my 'Net cred.

 

Not too long ago, I witnessed one bad-ass bunny that was tired of this victim shit. A cat was sneaking up on it in the garden of the church next door. I was pretty sure I was about to witness Mother Nature's cruelty when the rabbit gets hip to what's going on. Does he run? Yep. Right at the cat, which was freaked out that it took off.

Score one for the bunnies, via the Chuck Norris of rabbit-dom.

 

You just don't see that many rabbits around here any more, or so it seems. Buttloads of squirrels and armadillos, though.

 

The dog caught a bird a few weeks ago.... picked it out of midair as it was taking off... I won't let him near birds any more while they feed on the lawn. He can, however, look out the door, see a squirrel and when I let him out to pee, ignore it just a few feet away.

 

Right before that happened, the bunny took a quick glance at the viewing audience and said, "Of course you know, this means war."

 

The rabbit in question?

 

Last week I ran over a bird with the mower. Twice. But it was dead before I got it the first time.

And when I was a kid, I remember our neighbor's seemingly adorable dalmatian getting hold of a yard bunny and destroying it. I think my parents were more freaked out that I had seen it, than I was having seen it. As a 7-year-old I probably didn't understand what was actually happening.

 

No bunny incidents but I once saw a squirrel brain itself in traffic. His two buddies made it past the car in front of me but he didn't quite make it. From my POV, it looked as though the squirrel hit his head on the left rear tire. Then he bounced off the tire and landed on his back with his feet sticking straight up. It was like a cartoon. And I had to pull over because I started laughing so hard, I couldn't see.