My dogs killed my rabbit last night. She'd gotten out earlier in the day, and although happy hopping around on my deck, was soon put back and her hutch fixed. I even went out with my aching back in the pouring rain to double check, and give her a pat for being so clever. A few hours later, I heard Sahara bark, and knew they'd gotten her.
I feel like turning myself in to the RSPCA. I bought her home to give her a better life, and yet I've done nothing but aide her butchering. I am so upset with my dogs; although I know it's human (well, doggy) nature for them to want to play and hunt rabbits. I don't know which they were doing. The poor girl.
Sahara's modeling has been canceled, and I'm yet to want either near me, and now I feel like I'm neglecting them. I can't even walk them - I somehow managed to hurt my back yesterday afternoon, and since then I have had trouble sitting down and walking. Basically, I'm in agony, but I desperately need to work tomorrow to get some cash. I just don't think lifting 35kg boxes and bending over all day will be doing me any good. *sigh*
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