[The JD]

So yesterday I was leaving work at 7:30 PM. I had just stepped out the door of my building, and what do I see on the sidewalk 30 feet away from me?

A brown rabbit. Just sitting there, like he was waiting on me to get off work so we could go hang out.

I whipped out my iPhone and snapped a picture, which caused a security guard to appear behind me. "Now, you know you can't be taking pictures here," he said in an exasperated tone. I had made him get up from his desk inside, and he wasn't happy about it.

"Look! It's a rabbit!" I exclaimed.

"Yes, I see, but you can't be taking pictures."

"But it's a rabbit!" I said again, and pointed for emphasis.

His expression shifted from exasperation to curiosity. "Where are you from?" he asked. He had decided I'm from a place with no rabbits. Mars, maybe.

"I'm from here!!" I chirped. I was still giddy from the sighting, and couldn't seem to dampen the enthusiasm from my voice.

He laughed, shook his head, and said, "Well, I must be a country boy, because I don't get that excited about a rabbit." I wanted to tell him, "you don't understand, they're following me to work now!" But even in my heightened state of excitement, I knew that's not the sort of thing I should tell a security guard at my workplace.

As a peace offering, he told me, "you know, there's a whole family by the lake. I've seen the babies hopping around, they're cute. You should go look." I thanked him for the information, and promised I would.

But I won't. Canadian geese are also living by the lake right now, and those things terrify me. Make one wrong move, and my last wildlife sighting would be an angry blur of feathers and beaks. "Another casualty of killer Canadian geese," the headlines would scream.

It might make a good picture, though.