Death to bunnies!

Or at least, the bunnies in our garden. Stupid bunnies ate the basil. And the neighbor's tomato plants. I offically do not like the bunnies.

In other news, my car is not about to die on me. Apparently, the horrific burning smell is, as best as anyone can tell, caused by a slight oil leak that sometimes hits the exhaust. They can't pinpoint exactly where the oil is coming from, so they can't fix the leak. I have instructions to come back if it gets signifigantly worse. Not a total waste of time, since I also had a belt that I needed to replace. And they had a lab puppy in the garage office. Owner's new dog. Very cute. So very, very cute.

Speaking of dogs, Max currently wants out. He is not going out until I get a chance to check our fence. Earlier today I let him out and the neighbor came by to inform me he was running around in their yard. He never goes far, but he's not real quick to come back in, so I don't feel like playing "Coax the puppy" again today.