A Bunny Tale

While driving down a street in Vicksburg recently, I did a double take as I passed a vacant lot and saw something sitting in a fork of the trunk of a large tree ... I kept going for a few yards, but my curiosity got the best of me, and I stopped and backed up to get a closer look. I used my zoom lens to see if I could tell what it was, and this is what I saw ... I kept walking, getting closer ... And closer ... And closer, still, until I could tell it was a little stuffed bunny! Just look at that sweet face! My heart went out to that bedraggled and forlorn looking little bunny, as I pondered how she came to be perched between the limbs of that tree (I say she because her shabby "fur" had a pale pink cast to it). All kinds of questions came to mind — how long had she been there, who put her there, and why?? She looked as if she had been there quite a while, but, I guess she could have looked like that before she was put in the tree. I wonder if a little girl (or boy?) dropped her along the street, and someone found her and put her in the tree for safekeeping, hoping her owner would come by and find her. I'd like to think that will happen ... and soon ... before the winter winds topple her from her perch and leave her lying at the foot of that tree, covered with leaves until Spring. I know the image of that sad little bunny is going to "haunt" me, and I'm sure I will go back to check on her from time to time. I may even take a blanket to wrap her in. Do you think that would be weird? I know if she was my bunny, I'd appreciate someone taking care of her for me. Wouldn't you?