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Taylor: Chapter 1
by Sarasuke



There was commotion outside that afternoon. I was inside doing homework in my room when I overheard my sister say to my dad that, Toby, the neighbors orange tabby cat had caught a baby rabbit and kids were playing around with it.
"Oh well", I thought. "Nothing big at all." Cats kill things all the time". Inside I felt worried but I figured the drama would be over soon, and the kids would want it.
They did find it after all. Little did I know the motherly attachment that would arise inside me naturally like a mother bear to her cubs.

I continued with my homework, actually falling asleep to the boring lull of world geography test reviews. I awakened in the early evening and found the the drama
still well going on in my front yard. I cleared away the fog left over inside my head from my noontime slumber with a glass of Ice water and wandered outside, subconconcously drawn to the basket the rabbit was kept in. I was convinced I was just curious from all the chaos and would feel indiferrent after seeing it for the first time.

All the while I had been ignoring the unidentified pull inside myself that drew my interest in the matter from the beginning. That all changed when my eyes fell upon the out of place forest creature alone and confused inside the small plastic basket.
It was extremely small, but still clearly in decent health. It was a baby, lost from its mother and unable to survive on its own. Death was an obvious risk and probable fate for the unfortunate young creature. The frightened little trooper looked so trembling and spaced out it made my heart lurch. It just be left alone, I thought.
I looked around and the other kids were arguing about leaving it to die or somehow keeping it. Over all they werent considering the entire best way to take care of any helpless creature you may stumble upon from the wilderness. You dont just leave there thats for sure. Its kind of like leaving an injured 3-year old with cancer on the side walk to die claiming millions of children die every year anyway, and that he would die in the end anyway becuase theres no cure for his disease.

One neighborhood girl made a good point about leaving it in the woods but failed to consider the fact that even though it was in good health it didnt know how survive by itself, It was completlely helpless therefore incapable. I looked down on the frightened furball and immediatly felt a surge of protection run through me. I put my finger in front of it nose so it knew the scent of who was holding it and scooped it into my hands. I immediately fell in love with it. Mothering instincts flooded inside of me, a protective and emotional maturity awakening from within I didnt even know I had. I just wanted its safety, and the best chance at life that could be given even if it were to die in the very end. The determination a mother gets do anything in her power to do whats best for a child. The baby rabbit frantcaly
squirmed in my hands and I lifted it up and cuddled it close to my heart to make it feel safe and secure from all surroundings and relax a tiny bit. If I were were scared and alone I would want to feel secure. It stopped squirming and nustled into my cupped hands. I think it sensed my intentions to bring no harm. It began to try and sleep. Instant bonding. My heart to his. "I love you, and the little life you have left." my soul rang out. Like I was aware of, death was probable with a slim chance of survival. But like any mother with a dying child I was determined To give the rabbit I later named Taylor the best chance and conditions for survival and do whats best to maintain or comfort its remaining life. Whatever it took, and whatever it was. Thats all there was to it. There was no stopping me.