Don’t Live A Dead Rabbits Life

Photo by William Daigneault on Unsplash

I buried a rabbit today.

Poor thing got run over by a car and was left to rot on the side of a gravel road. Cars passed, a few people walked by, dogs sniffed and peed on it, but no one cared to bury it to give its body a proper resting place.

Except for me, but that was after running and walking past it for at least a dozen times. So yes — I am no saint either.