A response to Cameron's story.

My buddy Cameron also has a blog. I told him I had been writing a bunch of old stories on mine, and he decided to do the same. His first post was about his puppy named Midnight who he had to give away when he was really young. Very touching. My response reminded me of my own story. Enjoy.

Cameron-
Do you ever see a dog with fur like the night sky and think that maybe it's Midnight? Funny story about that. Stop me if you've heard it. Psych!! You can't.

When my brother (Kevin) was about the age you were when your dog was given away, we had a pet rabbit named Lightning. He was grey with a little bit of brown on his belly. Totally cute. We loved him.

Then we got Dudley. Dudley, as you know, is a cocker spaniel. Natural hunting dog. He wanted desperately to eat Lightning. I can't blame him--that was one delicious-looking bunny. Anyway, we decided that for Lightning's sake we should let him go. Kevin cried, but we assured him that Lightning (who had been a house rabbit since birth and had absolutely NO experience outdoors) would survive. Surely he could fight off coyotes and other predators in the wild!

Anyway, for about 10 or so years after that, every time we saw a grey or brown rabbit, Kevin would get all excited. He was always POSITIVE that it was Lightning. Knowing that it probably wasn't, I always played along. That is, until last year, when my mother shared a little story with me. Apparently THE DAY after we let Lightning go, she accidentally ran him over right by our driveway. Never told Kevin. I'm pretty sure he still doesn't know.Sooooo if you see a grey rabbit and Kevin claims it's Lightning, just play along. And if you see a dog with white spots, hope that it's Midnight and that your mom didn't run him over when you were 5. The end.