To: AnAmericanMother
"Oooooh, I got him, I got him, I got him." Wag. Wag. Wag. "There he is! There he is!" . . . slight pause. . . "Where'd he go?"That describes her rabbit chasing to a T.
To: Professional Engineer
Shelley has actually caught a rabbit. I didn't witness the dirty deed, but my husband did. He had let her out into the yard to "go" - and go she did, about light speed right across the lawn into a thicket, and emerged with a cottontail in her mouth. She proudly brought it back to my husband, who ordered her to "drop it!" She dropped it, and it took off running. I'm afraid Shelley doesn't mind my husband the way she minds me, and she took off after the rabbit again, and this time kept running with it in her mouth. She doubled back to him after he called her 2-3 times, and by that time Mr. Rabbit was quite dead, whether from fright or bite. (Shelley was very peeved that he took the rabbit from her and buried it in the back behind the fence.)
8,379 posted on
01/05/2004 1:25:31 PM PST by
AnAmericanMother
(. . . sed, ut scis, quis homines huiusmodi intellegere potest?. . .)
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