I hate it when that happens …
The Triumvirate (Frisco, Max and I ) went down to the curb to place the new trashcan where the Waste Management driver can actually see it. Looks like I’m getting a workout every Wednesday evening, because it’s quite the ride go down there.
As I pull the trashcan the dogs are roaming around me and get their final run for the day. A sniff here, a pee there. Uh? Look at that, a little rabbit. I’m not worried about the dogs chasing rabbits, because they can never catch them. Right after placing the trashcan at the curb, I can see Max running zigzag-patterns, which means that he must be pretty close to the little one. And, sure enough, not 10 secs later I can hear the rabbit weeping. I run screaming towards Max and tell him to back the fuck off. Little rabbit sits all intimidated under a bush. I don’t even dare to get close to him, because I don’t want to scare him more than necessary. I grab both of the dogs on their necks and lead them back to the house. No idea if the little one is going to make it, but he looked like he was just stunned.
I swear Max was all proud when he came home … I could see it in the way he walked.
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