Ever Since i can remeber i've had so many injured, infant, found it's way in, domestic, wild animals in my room. I had puppies to bluejays that i've kept in my room for healing purposes. The day before Thanksgiving my cat caught a baby rabbit, leaving me to keep it in my chambers. So it figures, the rabbit (named Killer) hopped out of the lanudry basket we kept it in. Through out the whole night me and my friend were on our hands and knees; looking under couches, beds, and dressers with flashlights; looking for that rabbit.

We never found it that night.....flash forwarding to Thanksgiving.


One of our neighbors are big in pig hunting, and they had a pig that just had a litter of three tiny piglets just last week. Two were a golden fawn red, while the third one is a gun-metal grey with silver hints colored pig: named Blue. I'm still bottle feeding it, and it lives in my room. It's only the size of a manga volume; just enough to fit in your purse. While my house was open; letting the air filter, i found my cat with something in it's mouth.... it was the rabbit (dead).

Ironically it was the same cat that caught it in the begining.