His name really shouldn’t be Stray. It should be Hunter, with a capital “h.” Really, he’s so fat and lazy I’m not sure how he manages to bring us “treasures.” But, he does. And that is the one thing I don’t like about him, yet the one reason my husband thought we should keep him — no more rats.
As you may have guessed from the picture, today’s treasure was no rat. Luckily, this little guy escaped. Let me back-up just a moment…
As I stepped outside to go feed the chickens, I looked down and screamed — a rat! “Stray!!!” No, wait — a baby bunny! Only, it’s head had a huge bite. It was dead. Poor little thing. I was disturbed. Thankfully, my parents arrived today — (more on that, soon!), and my dad threw it away for me. Hours later I finally remembered I needed to feed the chickens, again. I stepped outside and heard the loudest, strange squealing. Then I saw Stray come running to the back door with another baby bunny in his mouth. I screamed. He dropped the bunny. It was shaking, but alive. Finally, it hopped away. Luckily for the chickens, I remembered to feed them this time.
Another few hours passed. I was about to step outside, when I heard the squealing again. For the third time, I see Stray running back with a bunny in its mouth. I scream again. He drops the bunny again. The bunny hops away, but is chased by Stray. It is cornered, so it jumps into the pool. I scream again. I also yell at my poor children. “Get me a bucket! Hurry up! Aaahhh!” I saved the little drowning bunny. It tries hard to jump out of the bucket. But, once I set the bucket down, it won’t hop away. Poor little creature is scared stiff!
That’s when I yell, again. “Get me my camera!” (Why do I panic so? A calm voice would have done fine.) Anyway, my sweetie girl grabs my camera for me, and we do this little bunny photo shoot. We tried to feed it, but again — it’s scared stiff.
After watching it for a while, I finally can’t resist. I reach out and pet it. That’s when it hopped away. (I may have screamed, again!) It stayed behind our garden for hours. I just checked now, and it is gone. I’m SO glad it didm’t have a heart attack and die behind the planter. Isn’t it a cutie?
Dear Stray the cat,
PLEASE leave the bunnies alone.
your loving Yeh family