Set aside your horror and outrage and pity for all involved, and just notice how damned funny this is. So much is wrong here I can't even begin, and it's all pointed out by well-meaning but humorless commenters at NPR's blog site. I was moved to make a comment (rare for me on a national forum), in which I was a smartass (not at all rare for me).
I cracked myself up, so of course I had to share it with my funnier-than-me husband. "Chas," I said, giggling. "Earless rabbit," "direct hit," blah blah blah. "Poor little guy probably never heard him coming."
"Ha ha," chuckled Chas. "I guess a human foot wasn't lucky for that rabbit."
Silence. Gahhhhhh. Way funnier. "I'm posting that, you know," I said.
I'd feel better if he had to try to be funny, even a little bit.
We had a fire on the ranch yesterday. No one was hurt and only a fence was destroyed (although some of a neighbor's equipment burned) but it was harrowing for a while. The himalaya berry thickets eat up acres of pasture and they are a nuisance, but they do make wonderful impenetrable fences until they burn down.
After things quieted down I took my camera out and got some photos, although I had to just hold the camera up and shoot since the sun was too bright to see the screen. They turned out decent enough, and you can watch a slideshow here:
I paced off length of where the northern fence was gone, and guessed about 80 yards of wire would have to be put up. Up walked our friendly neighbor Larry, along with the poor sheepish neighbor who had started the fire, and they strung up hot wires by nightfall to keep the herds separated.
Huge thanks to the Orland Volunteer Fire Department who responded quickly, and the Capay Volunteer Fire Department, who sent a truck when more help was needed. They are all heroes in our community.