The Case for Waterproof Mascara

This morning as I was packing my lunch to take with me to work, I heard the neighbor’s dog barking incessantly in my yard. This is unusual because she’s normally a fairly quiet and jovial pup and I don’t typically hear her barking. I went outside to see Neighbor Dog barking and jumping and having a conniption fit around a little brown blob in the middle of my gravel driveway. I walked closer, shooed Neighbor Dog away, and found a baby bunny, eyes wide and scared, sitting as still as possible, not moving a teensy muscle.

I figured it was probably hurt, so I went inside and got a paper towel then came back outside and gingerly picked up Mr. Baby Bunny. I checked him over and sure enough he had a flap of fur hanging off of his hindquarters. Then I saw blood on the paper towel near his neck. Yep, he was a bit injured.

About that time my husband came outside to see what was going on and I told him what happened and showed him the bunny. He stroked Baby Bunny’s head and said “you’re going to have to learn to run faster, little buddy”. I swear as he stroked that bunny’s head, that bunny relaxed and half closed his eyes like he knew he was in safe hands. I said “I don’t know what to do with him. I don’t know where to put him.” My husband said not to count him out just yet, the wounds didn’t look fatal, he might just need time to heal. I looked at my husband and he looked at me and that’s when the water works started. Tears spilled out over my eyes and my face contorted as I tried (in vain) not to cry like a little girl. My husband said “I’ll take care of him” so I handed Mr. Baby Bunny off to him and went inside to redo my makeup. He put the bunny in a safe spot where he wouldn’t be bothered for awhile and could hopefully recover from the shock of being attacked. Poor little guy.

As if that weren’t emotionally wrenching enough, I came in to work and opened my email to find that my sister had tagged me in a Facebook post. I hopped over to FB to see what I was tagged in and on her post her only words were “Get ready to cry” with this video attached:



So here I am at my desk, dabbing my eyes and willing my tears not to spill over so that I don’t have to pull out my emergency makeup kit and redo my make up AGAIN.

I’d like to blame all this weeping on my monthly cycle, but who am I kidding? I’d cry over these things at any time of the month.

I mean, it’s not even 9:00 am yet. What else is going to make me cry today????

3 thoughts on “The Case for Waterproof Mascara

  1. I discovered that video the week before my daughter graduate from high school. I am, and always have been, a crier, so I have just never worn mascara.

  2. Have you heard the song “butterfly kisses” by a dad about his daughter growing up? I swear I’m going to play it at our daughter’s wedding (she’s 12 now) to see Tim crying like a little girl.

  3. Awww, I watched the whole thing. Got close to crying 🙂 Really really a well-done video, and I like that song too. I hope the baby bunny made a recovery with his respite care. There’s not too many things cuter than a baby bunny. And now I want to have rabbits again 🙂

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