A long time ago, when we lived in Northampton, B and I decided to go for a walk to the park. When we were about halfway there, we saw a dead rabbit in the road. Banana wanted to save it, although literally, the thing could not have been more dead. It’s insides were outside, and there was blood everywhere, and a few crows were circling the body.
So Banana told me to call an ambulance to come save the rabbit. And instead of just talking through why I knew the rabbit was dead, because her little face was so sweet, I called the police. As anyone could imagine, the police, fish and game, the department of public works or anyone else who may care about a dead rabbit, does not care about a dead rabbit, especially on a Saturday afternoon, so although the woman at NPD did express her sympathy and tell me I was of course free to pick it up myself and bury it, there was nothing she could do. I told her that I was standing in front of my devastated 4 year old, and she stayed on the phone with me long enough that allowed B to think things were being done. Doctors were being called. People were on their way.
Although dead animals don’t gross me out – or freak me out – I would have been happy to take care of the poor little rabbit – I didn’t think I could swing picking it up given its location, and state, in the middle of the road, and since I was with B – my inability to do anything with it once I had. I was pretty sure she’d want to take it home, and clearly, was not ready to figure that one out. I also couldn’t tell B that we were just going to leave it there, so I told her help was on the way. I honestly figured by the time we walked this way again it would have been gone, or I could walk out later that night and take care of it while B was sleeping.
So we walked back home and got in the car to go run some errands, and while we were pulling out of my driveway we passed two firetrucks, an ambulance, and a police car, lights flashing, sirens blaring, and B looked up and said, “PHEW! Thank GOD you called them Momma. They’re going to take care of our rabbit!”