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The Rabbits are grieving.

Despite months of preparation they have come face to face with a horror they could never have imagined. The desert wastelands of southeastern Utah are teeming with long eared jack rabbits...and predators.

"I just wasn't prepared to see so many dead rabbits," sobbed John, as Jen slowly rubbed his back and whispered that everything was going to be ok.

"You know I understand that it's the cycle of life and all that crap," commented Jason, "but come on...there are prairie dogs out there too. I'm telling you...the coyotes out here are committing genocide and nobody even knows about it."

I noticed that Rick had wandered off and was sitting quietly against a tree with his head in his hands. I asked Jen if he was ok.

"He started counting how many dead rabbits we came across and just lost it when he got to like 34," she replied slowly...looking concerned. "He seemed so happy when we finally hit the highway, but he had forgotten about the whole roadkill thing."