20 January, 2010

run, small furry animals, run!

i was out running errands and on my way home i hit and killed a small bunny rabbit. despite what you might think, especially given my history with squirrels and all, i actually didn't mean to kill him. he came out of nowhere, hurtling at a ridiculous bunny velocity right across my path and before i had a chance to react there was that tell-tale thud. i looked in the rear view mirror hoping against hope that i'd see it hobbling along but no such luck, which means, i fear, that i now have a small furry bunny corpse lodged somewhere in my vehicle's undercarriage.*

i'm hoping it'll fall out or get gnawed off at some point.


*i think it's called an undercarriage. i really wouldn't know, though. it could be called something completely different and i would not have a clue. but somewhere in my vehicle's underbelly is the final resting place of a little critter that failed to learn how to cross the street properly.

3 comments:

jools said...

maybe the rabbit was going for suicide-by-toyota. could it have been a form of protest against the olympics? (by the way, have you thought of subletting for the period? i hear lots of people are doing it!)

aw, accidents happen. if it makes you feel any better, there are way too many jackrabbits in my neighbourhood.

Pitur said...

hmmm, pate...

Joan said...

Best blog yet.