thumper got thumped
unfortunately, the day started with the pointless rescue of a baby rabbit from the clutches of the sadastic bastard cat known as 'black'.
(black of fur: black of heart)
black had delivered the baby rabbit to our doorstep and stratford got a bite on before i screamed 'NO' at him.
i thought the little rabbit was going to be ok, but it was suffering: it couldn't stand up and looked like it was having some kind of fit.
probably internal badness.
after a little debate about 'putting it out of it's misery' and if drowning would be the best thing to do, i loaded up the 12bore and blew it's head off.
:(
'twas quick.
sons weren't there for the dispatching of the rabbit but they still thought i was cruel when they heard that daddy had killed a rabbit and weren't grasping the 'being cruel to be kind' thing.
(be grateful there's a picture of a blue bench on a blue wall today: i was toying with the photos of baby rabbit alive and baby rabbit minus a head).
as the shotgun was out, did 50 shells on clays with my dad.
WISH i'd been filming my mum when she fired her first ever gun: it nearly knocked her off her feet.
at lunchtime, played squash with the frances.
she's never played before.
spent the later part of the day destroying old prints and pulling out tear sheets form piles and piles of magazines.
introduced maximum and z to 'laurel and hardy' and we all watched 'way out west' together.
they laughed so much they were almost crying.
'harold lloyd' will be next.
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