The rabbit and the dogs

by Cas Assunção (who always sleeps too late but the night she decided to go to bed earlier ... an adventure would begin).

My big red dog Ginger and runner dog Mel decided at 3:30 am pursuing a gray bunny in our backyard. A hilarious scene - for the dogs, of course: I was chasing them frantically from side to side of the yard and the little rodent without having nowhere to go (because he had entered under the gate) was jumping like a madman ... or maybe that I was crazy? After all my screams must have woken up the neighbors!The glass door was open and the cats wanting to leave home and to my utter horror the rabbit dropped exhausted from running in the middle of the grass. Within seconds I managed - after a sustained whine - put Ginger indoors. I look at the place where the rabbit was dumped and where is he? Mel had caught the little rodent and brought him to the other side of the yard. I managed with great difficulty to put Mel in the house too. So I went back to look at the rabbit that was in the same place where Mel had left him. Seemed to be bigger than I thought. And he was not moving. My heart beat rapidly on entering the house. I looked at my beloved dogs and felt a great sorrow. How could they do this? And in my mind I knew the answer: they were hunters, duh. I called my husband and with a flashlight in hand we went to the backyard. He was so sleepy like a zombie and I was more awake than anything.We looked at the place where the rabbit should be dead, and we saw something moving. The little one was alive and just with a superficial bruise on his neck. Relieved, I smiled for the first time in 30 minutes. We entered the house to finally be able to sleep again. The dogs were with adrenaline in overdrive and they rank all the water possible and wept - because they wanted to go to the yard again - until 5:30 am.
I  awakened at 6:10am with my husband saying: - 'it's time for Tuca go to school.'I need to fix her hair for JROTC class. She is eating cereal with milk and the dogs are whining again. I know they need to pee in the backyard but what if the rabbit is still there? Still thinking about to call my husband to check the location of the rodent and Tuca screams and I smell, more than I saw, a strong odor of urine in the middle of the kitchen. Ginger look at me with her sweet eyes (hours ago she seemed to be the huntress of the year!)Then I cry for my hubby at six hours and twenty five minutes of this morning... In the end: the rabbit is alive and gone, probably forever hehe. The dogs are happy and they keep sniffing the entire yard, probably very proud of their great adventure in the middle of the night and I'm writing ;) What else could be as good as this? Good Tuesday to everyone. God bless you!

Cas loves writing about the absurdities of day- to-day because she always ends up learning more than teaching; she is also passionate about photography (but she didn't remember to pick her Nikon to capture the adventure in the middle of the night); she is obsessed with books (currently she is reading Proverbs 31 &  John Piper's devotionals besides the many wonders of the Bible; she lives at her home-sweet-home with her beloved husband ( he is in love with her, he is also Mr. John's reader and  full of joy as a Pastor, Theology student and working doing what he loves most) and with Tuca ( a lovely teenager also a writer and a addicted reader that grows with a smile on her face ) and of course, with her pets that makes her life more fun everyday ( dogs: Mel and Ginger - the characters in today's story- and the old & beloved cats Mingau and Mabel).