October 6th 2006 1:13 pm
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Ah, Tucker and I caught another of the wicked wabbits this morning! Mom let us out at 6:30 a.m., then heard the squealing of a small creature. Sure enough, Tucker and I had pinned down a bunny that should have been home in bed. Soon, the rabbit wasn't the only thing squealing. Mom was yelling for Dad, and both of them raced out in whatever they could find to through on over their jammies. Tucker and I got sneaky, and wandered about the yard as if we were just casually partaking of our morning sniff. Dad gave Mom a dirty look, believing that if there ever WAS anything in the yard, it had got away. Mom got us back in and breathed a sigh of relief.

Later, Mom gave in to our pleas to go out again before she got in the shower. When she opened the door to let us in, I marched proudly to the house with my prize in my jaws. I wanted to bring it in the bed to show Dad! Mean Mom made me drop it outside before I came in. Then Dad put on 2 pair of gloves, grabbed 2 garbage bags and a shovel, and that was the last I saw of my -- ok, OUR, rabbit. But Tucker and I keep checking.