One Tough Bunny
Jul. 8th, 2010 03:27 amNearly smashed a bunny this evening on the way up the hill. Dumb bastard had elected the middle of the street as a good place to be a sentinel, and it wasn’t going to move just because some damn car was lumbering toward it.
I braked when I saw the thing ahead, and when my headlights fell on it I had to come to a full stop. The bunny eyed me boredly, with no sign of that frozen-in-the-headlights emptiness you normally get with roadbunnies.
I rolled down the window. “GET OUT OF THE ROAD, YOU DUMB BUNNY!” I suggested.
The bunny began to wash its face.*
“Honk,” said my car.
“THUMP,” went the bunny, without leaving its post.**
I sighed and drove around the bunny. You just can’t beat stubbornness like that.
*This is possibly one of the cutest sights in the world. I advise you to watch a bunny wash its face if you ever get the chance.
**I admit, the idea of thumping on asphalt makes me wince. That’s gotta hurt, bro.
I braked when I saw the thing ahead, and when my headlights fell on it I had to come to a full stop. The bunny eyed me boredly, with no sign of that frozen-in-the-headlights emptiness you normally get with roadbunnies.
I rolled down the window. “GET OUT OF THE ROAD, YOU DUMB BUNNY!” I suggested.
The bunny began to wash its face.*
“Honk,” said my car.
“THUMP,” went the bunny, without leaving its post.**
I sighed and drove around the bunny. You just can’t beat stubbornness like that.
*This is possibly one of the cutest sights in the world. I advise you to watch a bunny wash its face if you ever get the chance.
**I admit, the idea of thumping on asphalt makes me wince. That’s gotta hurt, bro.