The Screams

Last night, as I was putting the dogs out, I heard this loud screeching. This wasn’t just one screech, but an ongoing scream of something in immense pain not far from where I stood.

I grabbed a torch and headed towards those blood-curdling screams. It didn’t take me long to find the source of that sound.

The small head of a frightened rabbit poked out from beneath the chicken coop. I grabbed it gently, hoping it was just stuck coming out of his hole. But something was pulling at the other end.

I tried another gentle tug, but the rabbit disappeared. The screaming stopped.