Jenny's sweet girls were over with Miles. I came out to check on them (a few minutes too late) and was met by a cacophony of little voices.
"MRS. JENNA, MRS. JENNA!!! WE SAW A SLEEPING BUNNY!!!"
"are you sure it was a sleeping bunny? it could be a dead bunny."
"NO. NO. HIS EYES WERE LIKE THIS!"
"AND HE WAS SO SOFT!!"
"yep. he's dead. let's wash our hands."