[Kitsa]

I had a traumatic bunny experience when I was a kid. For some reason I was up after everyone else went to bed, and our house was in the woods. It was pitch-black out, but we had a motion-sensor floodlight that lit the backyard. I just happened to be looking out the window when the floodlight went on, and there was the most adorable little cottontail bunny sitting in the clearing, nibbling some grass.

Then, as I watched (and probably in no small part aided by the spotlight), an owl swooped down, grabbed it, and made off with it.

I cried every time I saw a bunny for about a year and a half after that.