Kill the Wabbit, Kill the Wabbit....

The dogs are enjoying the RV park. They have been surprisingly well behaved. Trigger has only barked once and that kind of slipped out. He was trying to hold it in. But he was just feeling so exuberant and happy that he felt the need to share. This morning when I awoke, Mike was out at the picnic table talking. I assumed he had struck up a conversation with some of the other campers, but no; he was watching a rabbit and telling our vicious dogs to "kill the wabbit" (Picture Elmer Fudd singing Wagner) The dogs, however, were cowering under the picnic table. I don't blame them, wabbits can be vewy scawy.