Sunday, July 11, 2010

I've got a William Tell in my neighborhood

Or a William the Wabbit Waster.

So I found my mother rabbit dead in my yard, next to my garden. Some miserable piece of s#$t shot her with an arrow. What kind of motherless prick shoots arrows at animals in other peoples' yards?

Don't get me wrong, I am upset about the bunny, but I am far more angry about the arrow. I am using the backspace quite a bit to remove the expletives as fast as I write them. I am pissed.

For argument's sake, let's say the rabbit was in someone else's yard. Do you shoot it because it is reared up trying to attack your kid? Maybe it was maniacally mowing their yard for them. I know they thought they'd get a nice meal out of the wild black-and-white rabbit that is so ubiquitous in these parts. No, they are just a piss-soaked sheet and an errant match-to-dollhouse away from being a serial killer.

Even if the rabbit was in their yard, do they have the right to shoot it? Do they kill the cats that stray into their yard? Should I start killing all the animals that make their way through my yard? I must have at least four cats a day come through my front or back yards. My chickens do a good job of chasing them out of the back yard, but I could still kill one a day for a week and not cull the cat population in my neighborhood. Yet I don't, because they have as much of a right to be here as my chickens and rabbits.

I'm just so pissed!!!!!!!!! I am glad my kids weren't out there playing, or maybe it wouldn't have happened if they were. I did however discover one of the few things that will make me call the police. GGGRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!

Must try to sleep now. Have to wake up in five hours. I have to bury a rabbit too.

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