Poor Bunny

There are days when I am absolutely convinced that Penny can't see a damn thing. 

But.

A few nights ago, I opened the door as the sun was starting to settle below the horizon. Penny took advantage of my adventure to the outdoors and shot the gap between the door and the wall. She sauntered onto the patio, butt waggling with pride that she had managed to "sneak" outside.

And then she was gone.

Just like that, she took off running as fast as her fuzzy legs could carry her. Which, by the way, is REALLY fast. She ran and she ran and she ran, and then she leaped into the air and pounced on a bunny.

She absolutely spotted a fluffy little bunny across the yard and then ran and caught the dumb thing.

The bunny was freed and will probably suffer a lifetime of nightmares, but was otherwise OK. And now I am absolutely convinced Penny can see just fine.