Which is how we came to be walking about our neighborhood, asking people if they'd seen our rabbit, Stew. In the process, my daughter got a pet-sitting job, and I got a start from a plant and the name of a person to cut down a tree.
We eventually found Stew stretched out under the front porch of neighbors Vicki and Richie Robb, but discovered that convincing Stew to come out wasn't simple. We could lure her to the edge with a Pop-Tart, but she'd snatch it from our hand and scoot back to the middle.
What we needed was a hare net.
Since none was handy, we used a garden hose instead. Hare spray.
Yes, we wet our hare.
Stew generally doesn't mind getting moist, so it took some time for her to get disgruntled enough to come out. She wasn't happy. You might even say she was a hot, cross bunny.
Just when I thought my bad hare day was ending, it only got worse.
The day's events inspired Geoff to break into song, his own rendition of that Patsy Cline classic.
"I go out walkin' after midnight, out in the moonlight, just like we used to do.
"I'm always walkin' after midnight, searchin' for Stew."
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