My favorite form of exercise, a morning swim in our pool, has been hampered lately by the discovery of deceased jack rabbits who like to escape the heat by resting in the shaded cavity where our automatic pool cover rests while in the open position. The problem is that we aren't aware that they are there so when we uncover the pool to use it, the poor bunnies are trapped and crushed. This has happened twice now.
Our first discovery was a couple of weeks ago shortly after we got home from our vacation. Alan and I decided to go for an early evening swim. We could smell something foul, but didn't know where it was coming from. The next morning during my swim, the smell was even worse. By using a flashlight that night, Alan was able to locate the carcass and was able to successfully dispose of it.
Yesterday, during my morning swim, I could smell decaying flesh again. I couldn't believe it. I thought maybe Alan just didn't bury the first bunny deep enough or something. I was wrong. As I was covering the pool after my swim, a deceased bunny somehow popped out while the cover was unrolling and ended up on top of the cover. This was a gift because Alan didn't have to hunt for this one. He came home for lunch and disposed of it, thank goodness. No, he didn't have rabbit stew for lunch!
I had to laugh at Ryan's comment in a text when I was complaining about the discovery of a second bunny. He said, "that's some extreme hare loss."
I certainly hope that this will be our last bunny incident. I'm starting to dislike rabbits - except for this kind:
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