Is it going to get me?

Alright, I have to tell the story before anybody tries to tell it and get it messed up. Besides you can laugh better if you laugh at yourself right? I was mowing the lawn and weed-eating the other day when I came across a baby bunny in the weeds. It didn't run away so I put on some gloves and picked it up. It started squealing (I didn't know bunnies squeal by the way) and the mother came out across the lawn. I looked at it and asked Jacob (innocently) "Is it going to get me?" (Jake tells me that I am suppose to add, "like the rabbit in Monte Python) Ha, Ha, Ha. Now that we all laughed, obiously it didn't and it wouldn't. I just was having a dumb blonde moment.