Yesterday, my brother-in-law and his wife and my wife and I went out in the middle of nowhere and did some target shooting. The women were shooting .22 pistols and us men were shooting high-powered hunting rifles (I had my trusty 30-06 semi-auto). My wife pointed and said, "Look, there's a cute little bunny rabbit." So I said, "Can I shoot it?" and she said, "Sure." The rabbit had scurried off into the brush, so I started creeping in after it. I saw through some junipers that it was just sitting about 30 yards away, so I put my scope on 3X power and hastily took aim. When I pulled the trigger, I didn't think I was actually going to hit it, but I nailed it right in the side. So we all went running over to check it out, and it was a gruesome sight. Before my wife got too close, I said, "You don't wanna come over here." but she did anyway. The exit wound was about 7 inches long, and its guts were spilled everywhere. The funny thing is that its heart was still beating and did so for several minutes afterwards, though I'm sure it was quite dead. I thought my wife was going to be sick, and I said, "What did you expect?" She said, "Well, I didn't think you'd actually hit it."

And thanks, Assman, for reminding me to share that with you all. :)