Tuesday September 11, 2012

BITTEN

Bonjour Meme,

I woke from a late noon nap to Me' Loss barking in the front of Me' Log-row. I didn't want to get up. But her barking continued, and the spell had been broken; my nap was over.

The black-eared, white rabbit was running in circles, and Me' Loss was on the rabbit's tail, energetic, playful, and prancing as much as the rabbit was hopping, dodging and leaping.

I darted in the comical fake fray, but with a little more determination than Me' Loss. I moved in the opposite direction as Me' Loss, and as the rabbit turned from me, and eyed down a black, four-legged, lethal Labrador, I scooped in and grabbed the rabbit from behind.

And the frightened, frenzied furball bit me!

The rabbit got away; three times if you count twice from Me' Loss and once from me. You don't have to worry, meme; I washed the wound, and used some ointment from one of the first aid kits. I won't try to catch the rabbit again, besides how will I care for it when winter arrives?

I wanted to start on my Altar to God. I planned on building the altar out by the pond, but my hand is too painful. Thank God its my right hand and not my left, I wouldn't be able to write my words.

Sleep well, meme.