I once ran over a bunny that darted under my car. He was so small I didnt even feel a bump. My friend in the passenger seat said.."Dude, you jest ran over something" I said, "No way. I didnt see or feel anything!". And he was so startled that he made me stop to check. We got out and walked about 75 yards behind where I stopped to find a baby...and I mean baby bunny taking its last breaths in the middle of the road. By far one of the most traumatizing experiences of my life (I was only 16). After that I bought two bunnies, a male and a female, and I let them go at it until I had one pregnant mommy who bore 10 little bunnies. I think I did the right thing and the funny thing is that i gave them all to my aunt who fell in love with rabbuts. She then went on to breed TONS of bunnies on her 5 acres of wooded land. The moral here...everything, and I mean EVERYTHING happens for a reason.
This sounds far fetched but is 100% true.
