Similar thing with a rabbit.When I was a kid, about 5 or 6, we had some rabbits and one day I was poking one or something and it bit me, really hard, and nearly took the very top of my finger off. I've still got the scar.
Anyway, next day my dad tells me it's run away to live in the woods. Being young, I believed him.
For some reason I believed him for the next 18 years. Until, one day, pets come up in conversation around the dinner table and mention is made of that rabbit. I say something about it running away after it had bitten me. 'Oh, you still believe that?' asked dad. 'I was so upset it had bitten you, and by the amount of pain you were in, the next morning I wrung its neck and burried it in the garden. Then we told you it had run away to live in the woods'.
Now, I was somewhat shocked but, in an odd way, a little pleased. It's nice to know that your dad would kill to protect you from harm.
In an interesting twist, not long after that my ex girlfriend ran away to live in the woods.
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Anyway, next day my dad tells me it's run away to live in the woods. Being young, I believed him.
For some reason I believed him for the next 18 years. Until, one day, pets come up in conversation around the dinner table and mention is made of that rabbit. I say something about it running away after it had bitten me. 'Oh, you still believe that?' asked dad. 'I was so upset it had bitten you, and by the amount of pain you were in, the next morning I wrung its neck and burried it in the garden. Then we told you it had run away to live in the woods'.
Now, I was somewhat shocked but, in an odd way, a little pleased. It's nice to know that your dad would kill to protect you from harm.
In an interesting twist, not long after that my ex girlfriend ran away to live in the woods.
