A day late and a dollar short, this pedometer geek missed the deadline on this week’s prompt over at Carrot Ranch https://www.carrotranch.com. This week’s prompt was to use the word hutch and/or what goes into a hutch. I missed last week’s as well.
I realized I had missed this second prompt when I went to the site to enter my story a few minutes ago and noticed all of the stories about hutches. Lots of varied stories there and it is worth checking them all out, but I digress.
After writing and editing it down to the proper number of words this morning, I present it here.
My son found an abandoned Easter bunny near the woods behind our home. We found a cage to house the little rabbit. Because of our cats, though, a disaster could strike, and Blackie would be gone.
Frankly, my husband didn’t want it; he convinced his employee, who raised rabbits, to take the bunny. They even had a rabbit hutch in their backyard. Now, to convince my son as he was attached to Blackie, he promised, “We’ll visit him.” With that, the rabbit had a new home. Devastated, tears trickled down Christopher’s cheeks, and he never saw the rabbit again.
Nancy Brady, 2020
While this happened a long time ago, I still remember how upset my son was. He was never much into cats when he was young; frankly, he didn’t pay much attention to them, but this poor abandoned little bunny, which was probably someone’s Easter pet that year, he quickly loved. Had he not discovered him, the rabbit would have been lunch for predators in the woods.