A few weeks ago Abby was out back with Dave while he was cutting the grass. I was inside washing dishes and she came in the back door and said “ mommy, come look at my baby”. I usually don’t drop what I am doing and go see her babies because then nothing would ever get done, but for some reason this time I decided to put on my shoes and go with her. She takes me to the back porch and points down at this little black ball of fuzz. My first thought was that the cat brought us a dead mouse…because she’s thoughtful like that, but when I bent down I realized it was a bunny.
Yep, our cat found a bunny den or hole or whatever it is called and decided we needed another pet. We took it inside and wrapped it up. I looked around online and found a lady about thirty minutes away who rescued bunnies. So yes, of course we drove all the way out to this house to save an orphaned bunny. Praise the sweet Lord this little guy made it because I really didn’t know what you do with a deceased baby bunny and how you explain it to a three year old.
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