We were sitting outside with ZIppy and he was standing facing the side yard. He was INTENTLY focused on the side yard and it was pretty cute to see him so look so intense. All of a sudden he bolted into the side yard which is a normal occurrence. He has several invisible friends who seem to appear and disappear all the time.

I ignored the outburst but Rob said that Zippy had something. We turned the corner to look at him and he had something. We walked over to investigate. When he realized we were walking towards him he picked his head up, stared at us, and we saw it. He had a baby bunny in his mouth and he was chewing on his new squeaky toy. I must admit, all the soft toys we have given him in the past were great training for when he finally got the bunny. He immediately whooshed past us, because he KNEW that this toy would be taken away from him. As he ran past us he closed his mouth on the poor little bunny and so we heard a few muffled desperate bunny squeaks as he flew past us.

Next came the game of chase me chase me. Rob and I ran all over the front yard chasing Zippy and as he ran he chewed on the bunny and it was desperately squeaking. Finally Rob caught him by the throat and Zippy immediately tried to swallow the bunny whole. At this point I actually see Zippy and sticking out of his mouth was a pair of lucky rabbit feet and a cotton tail.

Zippy was making awful hacking gagging noises as he tried to swallow the bunny while at the same time Rob is trying to pul the poor dead bunny out of Zippy's mouth by it's lucky rabbit's feet.

Now he sits and INTENTLY stares at the corner where he got the bunny every time he goes outside.

He got a bird last summer and a bunny this summer, we should change his name to "ghost face killa".