Godzilla's survival tactics

sometimes i feel like eveything makes sense in the "it's not supposed to makes sense" kinda way. this is not one of those times. i just felt like noting i feel that way sometimes.

i'm dreading the day i'm going to have to make the entry that the bunny is dead, but he/she/it wasn't there tonight. i've been extremely cautious recently when driving that road, because i want Godzilla (that's what i named him/her/it) to survive.