I was outside enjoying the lovely weather. Flitting around my garden, I was in the zone. That happy place where you think of nothing, worry about nothing and just enjoy the moment. I was totally lost in my head and feeling blissful, when........ the most horrible, sad and disgusting thing happened.
If you watch CSI you know the sound. The oozy, creepy, give you the willies squish of decomposing flesh once disturbed. I feel sick just thinking of this moment again.
I was deadheading my daylily when I hear the sound. I broke my zen state and I realized I had made that sound! As my mind becomes alerted that something is wrong, I start to look around and see I have just stepped on the body of a poor, little, dead bunny.
I SCREAMED!!!!
Then I screamed again. The most blood curdling screams I have ever let out. I was so shocked at what I saw and how I reacted. I walked off fast knowing John had to have heard me from inside the house. He was coming out to see if I was attacked or something. I felt so sick. I could hear the sound and feel the step still. I calmed myself by knowing I hadn't killed the bunny. I would have hopped away and not let me step on it. Still I made John go check it out and dispose of the poor, sweet, lil bunny.
I was really freaked that I screamed like that! I never expected I would react to anything like that but it was that I had stepped on the body that really freaked me out. I had just seen a tiny little bunny the day before and enjoyed the moment so much. I love, love, love the bunnies in the garden (yes I am an odd gardener). I was so upset thinking the cutie I just met yesterday was dead in my garden AND I STEPPED ON HIM.
Later I got my courage up and went back out to water, watching carefully where I stepped. As I watered my giant hosta, my tiny baby bunny friend came hopping out. I was so freakin happy! I really needed to see him and it made me feel a million times better. He was so gosh darn adorable. I giggled and smiled and was so happy as I finished the watering.
When was the last time you let out a blood curdling scream? and why?


The last time I let out a blood curdling scream was last night when I saw this incredibly talented woman shake her rear end so hard that I thought it would fall off! Shocking, yet oh so fascinating!
ItsJillI actually use to love bunnies until I realized just how damaging they are to my gardens. That's when I bought the boys their Daisy rifles and they haven't disappointed me yet....and my gardens are growing well this year!
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