Now that volleyball is over our "group" has decided to do some gardening at our park. We have a huge area that is in dire need of weeding. We have decided to meet on Wed nights. We may incorporate a picnic or liquid refreshment into our meetings...(after we put the power tools away). Tonight was our first night of weeding...and it was a doozy. We were all involved in our separate chores. I was using a small garden rake and as I was chopping, raking and pullling I noticed a tiny squirming body...it was a baby rabbit! My good buddy Lois Lane (alias) was using the rototiller and had tilled up a warren of babies. I was instantly sad. The poor baby was injured and I was all for nursing it back to health (wannabe veterinarian me). However my cousins MIL took the little critter by the scruff of the neck, put it on the weed pile and (sweet mother of pearl) stepped on it. "Putting it out of it's misery" is what she called it. UGH...as a nurse I have seen it all...but THAT grossed me out.