A fed lyn is a happy lyn (until my stomach realizes that I ate too quickly and becomes upset, that is).

Today as we were driving to school, a white bunny rabbit ran out onto the road. My brother (who was, of course, the driver) didn't/couldn't/whatever stop in time and although we didn't see any bunny death, I felt the tires definitely hitting something. I was near hysterical; Bryan was shaken; we went back to check for a body. We didn't see one, but as we were going back to school I swear I saw a lump of white furriness in the road.. but by then it was getting late and Bryan needed to get to school for his Knowledge Bowl, so we left it... Poor bunny. -_-