Bunny From Beyond
Last night we participated in the Dazzle Dash, a 5K run benefiting the Howard Hospital Foundation. The run kicks-off the Symphony of Lights, a 2-mile drive through the woods with all sorts of brightly-lit Christmas displays. The Dazzle Dash is held at night so that runners and walkers can see all the colorful Christmas decorations.
On the way home, a herd of deer chanced to cross our car's path as we traveled down a dark, winding 2-lane country road. We had no problem avoiding the deer but it did get us talking about our near misses with nighttime animal jaywalking.
A- reported that he was recently riding with his mother when a bunny had the mischance to cross in front of my wife's car. (During the retelling of the story, A- insisted on calling it a bunny instead of a rabbit, I guess, to heighten the drama and pathos of the event.) As might be imagined, said bunny met its demise with quite a memorable albeit sickening thud.
Just as we all finished reliving this tragic loss of leperine life, we rounded a curve and there, smack-dab in the middle of the road, was a bunny. It sat motionless in front of us, bolt upright, eyes wide open and glowing in the headlights. Just as the Camry passed over, I swear I saw flames shoot from its mouth as its head did a complete 360.
Our screams could be heard for miles.
K-
That seals it. I used to say "bunny" until just recently. Now, I'm going back to it. I feel much better now. As I went down the alley behind my house last night, the bunnies were every where.