Our animal friends

This past week we have spent some time thinking about rabbits. Our well trained hunting dog found a baby rabbit in a nest under a shed in our yard. She did what she knew was expected and carried it with a soft mouth to her master. Her master aka Mr. Urban Suburban gave me the tiny bunny to care for. I held it gently and tried to feed it with an eyedropper. I did not have high hopes for its survival because it was so young. Knowing full well that a growing bunny would eat my lettuce, I still felt responsible for it's trouble and wanted the creature to pull through. In the end, the bunny did perish. The next day a rabbit relative ate my broccoli. That is how these things are.