Fattie(s)

The Phillies placed Mike Zagurski and two other relievers on the DL. Not earth-shattering news, and it usually wouldn't even warrant a mention on the blog. But it's Easter, so I figured it would be a good time to tell how in our house, Zagurski is linked to a bunny.

As you can see in the photo, Zagurski looks to have polished off more than his fair share of chocolate bunnies. Christine and I affectionately called him Fattie and rooted for him last year.

Meantime, several real bunnies used our yard as a nursery last summer. The bunnies were kind of cute, but it was scary knowing any minute I could step on a nest or do even worse with the lawnmower.

We read that you can pet bunnies without fear of the mother abandoning them, so we started petting them. Some let me hold them. Most of the bunnies disappeared without incident except for one clutch, which had an unfortunate incident with a cat. One of the survivors looked like he had more than his fair share of Momma's milk. Christine and I affectionately called him Fattie. And he would appear on-and-off for several days. Maybe he'll come back this summer - he just better not dig any holes.


(This isn't Fattie. He wouldn't stay still long enough for a photo.)