Things That Go BUMP in the Night

Rachel woke me up at about 5:00 this morning. Her voice was urgent and she was shaking.

"Mom, something is bumping up against my window and I can hear rocks moving around out there!" She was terrified.

That sounds like any young girl's nightmare. There's something tapping on my window! Every spooky story that's ever been told to you; every scary movie that you've seen; and every creepy book that you've read is running through your mind. Is it a psychopath escaped from the nearby prison? Maybe it's some mystical creature that feeds on the blood of the pure in heart? Or at best, maybe it's a rabid animal. Whatever it is, there is no way I would stay in that room.

"Mom, I'm really scared and I don't want to go back to my room. Please, can I stay in your room? I'll sleep on your chaise."

"Do you want Dad or me to go check?"

"Yeah, just don't make me go with you."

Brad is a really deep sleeper (Emma used to sleep on his face when she was little and he wouldn't remember it in the morning) so it took awhile to rouse him. When he did, he took his trusty flashlight and went to her room. He came back a few minutes later and got back into bed. He told Rachel that there was nothing to worry about. This is what was causing all the racket:

Awww! It's a bunny! It's only about the size of a grapefruit. The poor thing is probably scared to death. It's about a six foot drop into the window well. Later today, my neighbor (who has pet rabbits) is going to help me catch it and we'll figure out what to do with it. Meanwhile, I'm wondering if I should drop some lettuce or some water down there.

Talk about a happy ending for Rachel-you hear scary noises in the middle of the night and your dad comes back and tells you that it's a baby bunny!