I had a female bun make a burrow in my backyard underneath a brush pile i had going. She gave birth to about 4 to 6 baby buns. I had no idea they were there as I’ve never seen a bunny in my yard, not even once in the 12 years I’ve lived here.
Well spring came and needed to to start cleaning up the yard so I start weed eating around said brush pile.
The noise i was making scared alll the baby buns and they came running out of their home. I hit one with weed eater by accident. It laid there breathing heavily bleeding and unable to run. I gave it 30 minutes to see if it would get up and run away. It never got up.
So I did what needed to be done and put the little baby out of its misery. I smashed it with a very large rock very swift and quickly. That was hard to do.
I held a funeral for it and buried it in my yard. Rest in peace little bun, im so sorry 😞
“I hope this email finds you…”
“I hope it doesn’t!”
ribbit?
🐸
Clearly the author of the original meme has never read Watership Down.
Was expecting Saddam somewhere.
Nowhere is safe from emails.
The little bunny starts digging. She needs more space to play with her bunny friends. She digs all night, carving out dirt from the end of the tunnel. After a while, her claws screech on something hard. A large rock. Removing this will take hours, but the little bunny gets to work. She digs and digs around the stone. Finally, all of the rock is exposed, so she starts turning it over to roll it out of the tunnel. As the rock moves, an object is revealed beneath: a glassy, metallic rectangle, like nothing she has seen before. As she leans in to inspect it closer, suddenly a cold blue glow explodes from it, lighting up the entire tunnel. While her eyes try to recover and adjust to the glare, beyond the terrified screams of her friends in the nest, she hears only one thing: “You’ve got mail.”
