I think I said something calm and collected like, "What the crap are you doing?!!! JACKSON! Take that out of here! Why? Why? Why would you scoop up a dead animal and bring it into the house?!?!?!!!!! OH! MY! GOSH! Use your brain, boy!"
As he turned to leave, he wavered a bit and the shovel started to tip. Oh great, he's going to drop a nasty, dead bunny on the floor, I thought. I think I yelled at him in another language at this point. It's really all a blur though.
What goes on in the head's of boys? Seriously, what on earth are they thinking when they do something like this? After I had calmed down (you know, like 5 hours later), I asked Jackson, "Why did you bring that rabbit into the house?"
"I wanted to show it to you," he answered.
"Did you really think I would like seeing a dead rabbit in the house???"
"I dunno," he replied.
"Seriously, WHY did you do that?" I asked. I really wanted to know what makes his brain tick.
Again came his reply of, "I dunno."
I give up.