You may remember that Truitt got a rabbit for his birthday. He named her Silly Sally. Well, Sally died a couple of weeks ago. We have no idea what happened. Yes, its sad, but the strangest thing is that we took it harder than Truitt. He still talks about it sometimes, but at the time he really kind of brushed it off. We did our duty as the three of us "men" went out to bury Sally. I tried to give the boys an opportunity to have a moment of silence or something in memorium, but they were unfazed. They were more concerned about whether we should put more rocks on top of the grave so that the dog didnt come and dig her up. We did cover the topic of rabbits in heaven, but in the end, the adventure of going out to bury the rabbit far outweighed the tragedy of the rabbit being dead. Anyways, it was good while it lasted and for now we will put the rabbit farming on standby.