Run, rabbit, run...
Why didn’t I check?
A rabbit must have snuck into the shed when the door was open, and I did not notice. Trapped and starving, she ate everything that was even slightly soft. Plastic bottles, patio furniture, the straps on my backpack leaf blower.
I laid her body down in the greenbelt, where the scavengers can better do their work.
I’m sorry, sister. Your end was...bad. So bad I can’t really bear to think about it too deeply.
You run with the Moon Rabbit now, and I’ll carry that karma. As I sow neglect and inattention, so shall I reap.
I hope I can sleep tonight.