Chapter. 11 Summer Fun, Part one
The joys of summer are many − fireflies, ice cream trucks, warm summer nights, sitting outside sipping mint juleps while “beer can chicken” sizzles on the grill. One sublime evening, we were delighted to discover that we had a bunny hole in our yard. Ever the nature lovers, and being curious humans who can’t leave things alone, we put on rubber gloves and leaned down to look at it. Three baby bunnies were nestled inside. They were absolutely adorable! We continued to watch them. Our cat came over, jealous that we were not paying attention to her. I noticed that kitty had something not-so-nice hanging from her nether region. So I picked her up by the hind quarters to inspect. Then our dog came over, jealous that we were not paying attention to him. The dog, alas, stepped in the bunny hole.
Mayhem ensued. Three terror-stricken, squealing bunnies ran in three different directions. Our pets instinctively chased them. The three of us chased after our pets who were chasing the bunnies. We looked like the Keystone cops. We bumped into each other, ran in circles, shouted, scolded, amid a scuffle of animals who were running, pouncing, squealing, meowing and barking. One unfortunate bunny bonked his head on a rock wall, but found sanctuary inside it. His siblings trembled under the garbage cans, while the ferocious cat and dog waited for their prey. We had to drag our pets inside and attempt to coax the bunnies out of their hiding places. We tried to convince them that the bunny hole was safe. But those little guys didn’t trust us, and the next day we saw that mother bunny had taken her babies elsewhere. We learned never to mess with nature again!
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