why Why WHY - silly wabbits

WHY, after 9 years of living with what is at first glance normal innocent looking friendly dogs with apparent VICIOUS WOLF-like hehavior, patroling the grounds, do the bunnies INSIST on giving birth to baby wabbits INSIDE A WOLVES DEN?  WHY, i ask you, are most bunnies so clueless to the environment in which they choose to make their nests?

 Perhaps they are taking their chances by being eaten by a "wolf" , due to the fact that the "Peeping Tom-Cat" (yeh he peeks in our windows and waves at the dogs) will not venture into the yard...making them SOMEWHAT safe, OR they have a death wish of somekind.  :|

Usually, Jack, would have just swallowed any bunny he caught, but CHANCE throws it around for a while, CHOMPS on it a little, JUST enough to inflict internal injuries, kills it, then BRINGS IT INTO THE HOUSE AND TOSSES IT TO KEITH!   Trust me, I've never before seen my husband SPRING from a full reclining position like that, without the use of his legs!   We're up to number 3 of the cutest baby bunnies THAT EVER EXISTED, being killed by what I once considered to be a gentle giant.  :(  I couldn't be more sickened by the whole thing.

Judging by these actions and his affection towards cats in general, I am fully confident, Chance WAS a cat in his past life. :|  Look how innocent he looks.  DON'T BE FOOLED, vicious wolf. 

STL Tornado Regrets - Hindsight is 20/20

I was preparing to go to dinner with a friend and was 1 block away from my house, at hers.  As the tornado sirens started blaring, the news notified that there was a tornado on the ground just 10 mins out, headed our way.  The newscast alerted to "Grapefruit" size hail.  Knowing I only have liability insurance on my vehicle, and a garage full of "73'Cuda" and other misc items, I asked my friend if my car could take shelter in her garage, to which she agreed.  After my car was safe I realized, I was unable to get back to my house  to make sure my 3 dogs got down in the basement, unless I made the 5 min run back around the block. 
As we watched the tornado storm clouds approach and the sky get greener and greener, I realized my mistake and this late in the "game" it would be futile for me to attempt to get to my house, even with the car.  The only thing I could do now, is hope for the best.  I knew my 17 year old dog, would not go to the basement.  The dogs and I have taken shelter in the basement during storms several times, so I surmized POSSIBLY the others might go down on their own, but the chances were probably slim.  The tornado was a doozy!  I believe we heard the "train" noise off in the distance as the tornado made its way just a few miles south of us.  Thankfully, the house was spared and the dogs were safe.  After seeing the damage and hearing the stories of the victims, in hindsight, I should have said "F" the car, and drove immediately back to the house to help the dogs. :(  Thankfully this regret does not have a larger cost.