Late Night Bunny
Liz and I were walking home from the grocery store, she grabbed my arm suddenly. She whispered to me that there was a bunny near our front yard, but I couldn’t see him at all.
It wan’t until I got much, much closer that I could actually spot him along the sidewalk between our house and the condo building next door.
My theory: they can sense Liz’s love of rabbits, and are coming to pay their respects to “the Bunny House.”