Snow Bunny

Ach! I am still recovering from the lettuce incident. Drew has kindly agreed (under duress, but he understands) to walk Sugar. He hunts around to find the hook-up system we are currently using (Sugar is teething and has chewed through two harnesses, a leash and innumerable others things we are not happy about, including several CDs!). He slides the hated choker chain around her cowering head and snaps the leash in place.

They head out the door. I feel bad for them both, so I pray for them to be blessed. At least it is comparatively warm outside and not snowing. Ten minutes later, they come bounding through the door, all excited.

"You won't believe it!" Drew exclaims. "I was walking Sugar, and we were by the porch of the next building over. Sugar was sniffing and sniffing at the snow. I wanted her to hurry up, but I was curious what she was sniffing, so I stepped a little closer."

"All of a sudden, a little bunny leapt up out of the snow pile and jumped completely over Sugar and ran away! Boing, boing! It was awesome!" Drew's hands kept up with his description of the poor frightened little bunny bounding over the big bad dog and running for dear life into the woods across the street. Awesome!

We had just watched a DVD about Christmas in Yellowstone where a fox had been hunting the mice buried beneath feet of snow. He could hear them skittering about below the white surface and would pace back and forth until one of the sat still for a minute. Then he dove headfirst into the snow, trying to catch the little meals on wheels. I could just picture Sugar out in the wild nose diving for fresh meat.

Well! Sometimes there is excitement to be had even in the ordinary duties of life! Yahoo!