My first day without work: the sun pulls me out of bed at 9AM, and by noon I'm already out the door and working my way through errands. I may have gotten a slight sunburn...in Portland...in March...

Then, this evening, I look out the back door to see what kind of shenanigans the Knucklehead Brothers (aka Winnie and Scoot) are getting into, and I see a white and black something hopping along. I'm wearing my glasses, and I just updated the prescription, and I'm not hallucinating: it's a rabbit with a white body, red eyes, and black ears. Winnie is in a tree, staring down at him. Scooter is on the stairs. I'm at the top of the stairwell, in shock. A rabbit? Over here?

I wander into the yard and stand there. The rabbit comes right for me. I stay where I am. Rabbit nibbles grass right at my feet, then hops away. Now the cats are really, really curious. Rabbit takes off across the street, Scoot and Winnie follow. I follow too, mostly because I'm worried about Winnie's tendency towards "playing" with other animals, and that they so boldly wandered across the street. Scoot crouches in a driveway. Rabbit hops towards Scoot, and gets closer. Then...they nose kiss. Rabbit hops away. Scooter hides behind my legs.

It was so...so sweet.