Today I heard a small squeak as I was taking out the trash. I turned to see Trixie in our neighbor’s yard, killing a baby bunny.
She killed one last year about this same time, too. That time she brought it to the back door, and began eating it on the door mat. I flipped out, confiscated the bunny, and called my mom. She was not impressed.
“It is not like there is a shortage of bunnies in the world.”
This year, Trixie kept it in the neighbor’s yard, and ate most of it. She crunched up the bones first. Next, she opened up the body. She ate the parts she likes, and the snacked on the skin for a while. She spent the rest of the day in bed, kinda like Thanks Giving…