Janine (my youngest) has always been an animal lover. As I type this she sits in an easy chair holding her seven month old (40 lb) dog, Annabelle. Anyway, she told me a story a couple weeks ago that one of her guy friends shared with her. It was a nasty story especially if you have any kind of imagination.
Some time ago this boy owned a Mini-Lopp bunny . You know one of those completely adorable bunnies with the long ears. They're tiny and sweet--you can't help but love them. One day, being the great pet owner he was, he had the little bunny out in his back yard to hop around a little. He was focused on the bunny who suddenly stopped moving. He stared at the bunny when he should have had one eye on the sky. A large bird of prey dove with speed, picked the little bunny up, and flew away with it. Imagine this teenage boy looking up to the sky with his mouth hanging open, in shock as he watched an eagle or hawk fly away with his pet.
Janine said, "Mom that isn't a nasty story. The bunny wasn't hurt, it was just being carried away." Optimist that she is added, "It was probably okay."
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