I may have mentioned a few times here that Morgan is very keen on rabbits at the moment. Bunny and Blueberry both can be, but often, they can just ignore them, as well. Most nights that we walk are uneventful and it gets easy to forget that the little fur-suited devils are always lurking out there.
Instead, the rabbit took one look at Morgan and her big teeth and made one of those cartoon faces where his eyes telescoped out of his head for a moment before he finally turned his fluffy little tail and ran. Morgan had her eyes on the prize. Actually, all three of the dogs did. Bunny was dancing at the end of her leash while Blueberry actually licked her chops and stared. Morgan was the one to break and make a lunge, though, and Mr. Taleteller was caught completely unaware. I'm amazed that he and Morgan didn't both go rolling down the little hill at the corner as they wrestled and battled wits about what was going to happen next. Morgan's logic was that the rabbit was begging to be the bedtime snack while Mr. Taleteller felt that eating rabbit so late at night would lead to bad dreams and worse gas.
In the end, the rabbit disappeared into some tall shadowy shrubs at the back of the property and we finally convinced the girls to head home for some treats from the dog bakery. However, the dogs never forget a rabbit sighting. Every night since then when we've passed that house, they're on high alert. I don't think the rabbit is going to be so lucky next time. It's possible that Mr. Taleteller or Morgan won't be either!