Miracles Do Happen…

She has two wounds on her flank, but she’s alive and hopping.

Somehow. Someway. She escaped.

We’ve renamed her Lucky.

And she is not venturing far from the bushes where her and her Mama nest.

Even little Shadow, who loves to chase bunnies, lay smiling on the back deck quietly watching them.



The Circle of Life: Beautiful & Brutal

I lost Baby Bunny to one of the large hawks that frequent our area. Cottontail rabbits have lived in our yard for five years now. The matriarch Bun-Bun appears with one or two kits at the beginning of every summer. Last year it we had Teacup & Saucer – this year Baby Bunny.

Standing at the stove watching her happily nibbling clover and dandelions; home fries I was preparing for dinner needed a stir. When I looked up again the ferociously beautiful bird was sitting on her wings spread wide. I was out the back door in a second. The victor ascended with her prize.

Our Pomeranian Shadow saw me sitting with tears in my eyes. She brought me one of her toys – a little elephant – I love elephants. The look of love in her eyes.

Logical me says, “This is the way Frances. Accept and release.”

Emotional me screams “Nooooo!”

Baby Bunny’s last moments were happy ones. Hopefully she never saw it coming. Just the taste of sweet clover and dandelions and the warm sun on her fur.