Last night Steve and Cody were at the ball field. Nolan and Logan were enjoying watermelon at the kitchen table. I had the backdoor open, while I was cleaning the kitchen. Charlie was on the 3rd stair watching everyone, Chase was under the table, and Maggie (the cat) was sitting in the kitchen watching me (and meowing for treats). All of the sudden I see something out of the corner of my eye, then the chase began. Quicker than I could turn around Maggie and Charlie where on top of a baby bunny. I am screaming "Holy *&%$", over and over. Nolan and Logan are now standing in their chairs, Logan thinks it is a raccoon or fox. When I began to scream the cat dropped the bunny, which had made its way into the dining room. Maggie decides she is going to try to get it again and the bunny scoots under a record cabinet. I shooed all of the animals outside, got my gloves on (what am I thinking- gloves!!!), and moved the cabinet, where I found the tiny baby bunny, cute a button. Logan names it Buttercup. We made Buttercup a comfortable bed with food and water. We wanted it to spend the night to make sure that it did not sustain any injuries. At 6am this morning Logan wakes us wanting to check on Buttercup, who had escaped from her nice box. We found her under the couch, healthy as a tick. We drove Buttercup to a "safer" place in the woods, away from all of our meat eating rabid animals. (smile) Now she is back where she belongs. A bunny in my house, now how did that happen?













