I feel lucky to be alive as I write this, although I'm getting ahead of my story.
It all started when we all received an invitation to attend a Thanksgiving feast in the underground rabbit warren. This was a special event because previously, rabbits had never had anything to be thankful for...until Kell took over Herd Thinners. That led to her employees never catching rabbits since they knew she was married to Dad and didn't want to offend her by catching in in-law...an echo of her own situation when she first married him.
Elanor stayed home to cook a real Thanksgiving meal, and the rest of us headed underground (escorted by Wendell) for a carrot-based dinner. The other purpose of the feast was the dedication of the new Great Hall, built to accommodate the booming population that was no longer being hunted.
Amid thousands of rabbits, Kell felt enormously guilty since she never gave any instructions to her staff to stop hunting rabbits; they did that on their own. She was feeling like a total fraud when an earthquake hit.
It was a 5.8, nothing that folks on the West Coast even break stride for, but a major event here on the Eastern Seaboard. It nearly had tragic consequences as the new Great Hall wasn't built to code, and began collapsing.
The rabbits (except for Dad and Gran...interesting) were frozen in fear. That's when Kell truly became a hero...by baring her fangs and scaring the multitudes out of their panicked state and toward the exits. Everyone had made it out when the ceiling came down.
Lawsuits aplenty are already being files against the construction company, but thankfully none of them will involve a loss of life. Meanwhile, Kell's status among rabbits is now genuinely deserved.
