Yesterday, getting out of the car, early morning ~ oops, I almost stepped on some little thing in the grass. But on second glance I see a baby bunny, no more than four-inches in size. Scared? Hungry? Thirsty? Abandoned? Throughout the day, I check on her, visit her and though I know she is breathing, she does not move. Mid-day I put water, shaved carrots and shredded lettuce near her, still she does not move. I think it is time to call the Nature Center and see what I should do ... but I go out one more time, and she has moved, though she is now under my car, just behind the wheel! And I must leave soon to pick up my grandson from pre school. Talking to her, clicking my fingers, offering more food ~ all to no avail ~ she does not move. I tease her again with tossing some carrots her way. Finally I roll a soft toy ball under the car, it rolls past her and away she hops, across the yard and toward the house. Camouflaging herself in mulch up against the foundation. I hope she will stay there so I can show her to my grandson when we get home. Alas, she is not there ~ I hope she has hopped off to find her bunny mom, or will somehow make it on her own. That will be up to Mother Nature. I am thankful to have had some time to enjoy her.