I'm not a good storyteller and too lazy to type much but here's my best bunny story.

There's a lake in new Mexico that have visited for the last 20 or so years. Long before we all got our own campers, following the first few years of tent camping, we would rent trailers (old mobile homes) from the Marina concessionaire. We once stayed in one of the trailers that had some seasonal campers full timing it on the other side of the lane. An older couple, whose granddaughter spent much of her summer with them. They had a cat. Said cat had a ramp leading into the camper, some sort of pet door in a window as I recall. One evening, we watched that cat haul a bunny into the camper. The next time we saw the couple, we asked about the (assumed dead) bunny. Turns out the cat had brought it into the camper alive and must have made it into a game. They said there was blood and fur everywhere. Poor folks, I think it took them forever to clean up that bloody mess.