never count on smooth sailing

+ yesterday's plans were completely derailed after we had to deal with a wildlife emergency. o.O simple simon, the orange barn cat, found a nest of baby rabbits and decided to bring them alllll out so he could have new friends to play with. 

oh, dear. 

none were hurt, so kid and i made the executive decision to box them up and try to save them ourselves. [putting them back in the nest, removing the cat, etc and so on would not work — momma rabbit put the nest RIGHT out in the open and the cats would have got them again. even moving a few feet away wouldn't work.] after reading how hard it would be, we reached out to a wildlife rehab center and they confirmed that even with professional bunny fixers, it's dicey AF. high mortality rate, bebe buns have. 

the rehab center would be happy to take them for us if we could get them to them. 

so....we did. 

they closed at 8:30p, so kid and i got in the car, secured the buns with the seatbelt, wrapped towels around the box for added insulation and stability, turned on the rear seat warmer, and took off around 5p. 

we decided we were wildlife EMTs and adopted that sort of salty attitude that comes with knowing you are on a noble quest to save lives — kid even made british siren noises (i have NO idea why she didn't do US ones) when people were driving stupidly. WHICH IS ALL THE TIME HERE. <--- swear to jesus, i saw some bitch almost cream herself by swerving into an oncoming semi. 

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