When morning fully arrived, the snowfall tapered. The worst of the blizzard had passed, leaving colossal drifts behind. Dr. Edwards prepared to check for any lingering injuries, gently palpating the rabbit’s limbs. “No fractures,” he said, relief coloring his voice. “But the hypothermia caused severe stress.”
As daylight grew stronger, phone lines resumed service. Allan checked his voicemail: one from the animal shelter, apologizing that they couldn’t send a team overnight and that they would dispatch a team soon. Another from his neighbor, asking if everything was all right. He resolved to return her call with good news soon.