Morning!Animals
TWO DAYS IN A ROW AFTER A LONG SABBATICAL, YOU GUYS, IT'S A MORNING!ANIMALS MIRACLE
There are a lot of bunnies in Ann Arbor. Morris likes to chase them, full throttle, barking like a lunatic, as if he might catch a bunny, or know what to do if he did. He’s determined, willful. He has a goal. Catch bunny. Protect the yard from menacing bunny. I admire a goal oriented being. (Even if the goal is somewhat misplaced and far fetched. He will never catch a bunny.)
When he’s done with that, which happened more often in warm weather, he’d roam the yard eating bunny poop. Determined to snarf up every remnant. A delicacy, apparently. I called around to vets and various dog experts, and it’s fine, don’t worry, he’s just eating twice digested grass. Why? Who knows? He’s a trash dog, he’ll eat anything. It’s why when we go for walks he pulls me downtown where there’s more of a chance to hunt for moldy pizza crusts and chickens bones. Yesterday, he scored some pizza crust outside the bus depot. I tried to wrench it from his jaws but secretly I was happy for him. Good score, Morris.
In honor of Morris and simple determination, and all the bunnies, here’s a bunny eating watermelon:
If anyone would like to produce a 4-part podcast about bunnies eating watermelon, I picture it being the sound of bunnies eating watermelon for roughly four hours, I AM HERE.
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