now that's just weird

I meant to post this last week...

Kim mentioned to me that she watched the demise of a baby bunny at the hands of the neighborhood cats the other day. Have you ever seen a cat with a small animal in its mouth? They play with the poor animal like a toy. But eventually, the game ends.

Well, late that night Sunny (the orange boy cat we have) kept nosing around under the baseboard heater in the kitchen. I shooed him off; he went back. I grabbed him and moved him off; he went back. I remembered another time when we had a chipmunk in the kitchen, and thought, "Maybe there's a reason he keeps digging around in there." So I let him go at it.

A few minutes later, he was at the front door, waiting to be let out. I noticed that there was something else at the door, so I turned on the light--baby bunny. So I opened the door and let the circle of life run its course.

I debated about telling Kim the story, and decided to let her know about the hunting prowess of our little Sunny. She wasn't too grossed out.