After I started training greyhounds, we moved to a trailer way out in the country to be closer to the track. The first morning when I left for work a rabbit jumped out in front of my car and ran about 100 yards and then jumped off into the field. This continued every morning for about a week.
One day I came home from work and Bobby was waiting for me at the door and he had fixed dinner. He proceeded to tell me about the rabbit he shot from the front door of the house. I freaked! "You killed my rabbit!!!!"
In complete amazement ( he had no idea what in the world I was talking about - let alone why I was so upset.) He screamed back, "I did not! What rabbit are you talking about anyway?"
I went on and on about the little rabbit that I had followed every day to work and now it was ! How could he expect me to eat "my rabbit"! Of course he denied that it was my rabbit and he was mad because I refused to eat the dinner he had made.
I never saw "my rabbit" again.
We had a new rule after that. "If it is in sight of the house - it gets to live! NEVER SHOOT ANYTHING OUT THE FRONT DOOR AGAIN! From then on we enjoyed all kinds of wildlife in our front yard. (at least until one of the greyhounds would spot it. then the chase was on!)
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