The Prodigal Bunny

Last Saturday I went to check on BunBun and saw his cage was knocked over, his feeder had fallen out, and BunBun was gone. My heart sank and I ran around the yard looking for him. I had seen some dogs on the loose, some guys were doing construction work next door and their dogs were roaming around my yard. I feared the worst, but held out hope because I saw no blood. I didn't even want to use that word, so you know what I was thinking. After this, for days on end we had violent rain storms with wind gusts up to 80 miles an hour. Power outages, cancelled school, flooding, etc. Then on a Thursday the boys and I pulled into the driveway, and who do you think was there on the sidewalk by the garden? Our dear BunBun. Do you know he bolted when we got out of the car? I thought he would be thrilled to see us. After a muddy chase circling our house and the neighbors house multiple times, our bunny is back home with us and his cage is in a much safer place.

And for my dear friends whom I haven't seen in years, I now have short hair!