Around 12 am Sunday I let Gracie out for her last potty break before bed. She's out there for a few minutes when she sees something and goes tearing after it. Then I hear screaming. My heart just flopped. I woke James up and we both ran outside. We call Gracie who comes up on the porch and I let her in. James says it's a bunny. I ask if its dead. No, it's stuck in the fence. He tries getting it out and it tries to bite him, so then he finds some gloves and frees it. Evidentally Gracie never even touched it, James said it wasn't wet anywhere. It was just screaming trying to squeeze through the fence. I was very impressed that she came right when I called her and that she didn't eat him!