Animal
Every morning it’s the same routine. I get up (after hitting snooze a couple of times), let the dog out of her cage, and we make our way towards the backyard. When we get to the deck, the stare down starts. Sadie vs. Gertrude the rabbit.
Sadie takes off after the rabbit, and after some hilarious chases, the rabbit makes its way through the same gap in the fence between the house and the gate.
I think to myself, “wow, rabbits must be really smart.” Under such stress, fearing their lives, are able to remember the only escape and make it there before Sadie gets them.
And then I think to myself, “how stupid to these rabbits have to be to go to the same backyard everyday, knowing that soon a boxer/lab will appear.”
So here’s my theory: rabbits have Alzheimers. You know, that same disease that allows your elderly neighbor tell a wonderful story about yesteryear, not a detail missed. “The first such instance occurred in 19-diggity-3. We had to use the word diggity because the Kaiser stole our word twenty. I chased him to try to get it back, but gave up after diggity-six miles.” And then the next day tell a wonderful story about yesteryear, not a detail missed…But not remember your name or the need to wipe his ass.
Hey rabbit, go sit in his yard, it’ll be like you were never there. –>