7.31.2006

BUNNY WINGS

Several little rabbits received their angel wings last night on the way home from Sunday dinner at Ma and Pa Loveless' home last night. As the front seat passenger, I was quietly minding my own business on the way home, perusing my Education Week catalog, when I felt a hard thump under the car, followed by the laughing of three Loveless brothers in the car. Rabbit #1. This continued on with a few others, spreading carnage all over the road. Granted, it didn't seem like we were the only ones who had been sending these creatures out of this world and they were a little coma-cazi. But every time I would see a little cottontail dart out I would hold my breath and cover my eyes. Ryan asked me the other day, "When did you become such a girl?" I have to agree with him. Before I was married, I was pretty tough. But somewhere in my wedded bliss, I will admit I have turned into somewhat of a wimp. My pain thresh hold has significantly decreased, I have to have him check the house for any creatures (although I am still better with spiders than he is), and sending innocent bunnies (and other animals) out of this world makes me a little sad now. There was a time (and I hate to admit this) that I sent a few rabbits out of this world myself, and not involuntarily nor by automobile. The fact is, I've turned into somewhat of a girly girl. The first step to recovery is admitting though, right? That's it. I'm giving this sissy thing up. It's gone too far- for cryin' out loud-- in 5 months I am going to be delivering a child from within the womb!

3 comments:

michelleyv said...

First the mouse. . .now the bunnies. What will be next? The carnage has got to stop!

Anonymous said...

Hate to tell you hon, but the sissy stuff only gets worse once 'motherhood'kicks in after birth. You and I share the same carnage-ladden past in Round Valley, but beware -- little bunnies are only the beginning of your new-found tenderness. Whether this is good or bad can be debated (ask Dave!)

Calli said...

The irony is that my husband wants me to toughen up, but when it comes to having either a natural birth or getting an epidural, he's all for the shoot me up! I'm not against having an epidural, but what is tougher than trying to go natural before numbing up...men, they just want it all, don't they?