Some years ago (like 60) my parents attended an outdoor wedding reception. The bridesmaids were making over a small cottontail rabbit that had wandered close to the party. Out of nowhere a hawk swooped in and made that rabbit his lunch. Tore it all to pieces in front of the bridal party. Talk about the turd in the punch bowl! As the man said, the state of nature is nasty, brutish,and short.

Ed