There went Peter Cottontail

I think I killed a baby rabbit last night. Don't give me that look. I got out of the car last night after work, slammed the door, and hear a squeak under the trees. When I looked over, I saw a little rabbit running like Marion Jones...and the neighbor's stupid cat right behind. I don't know that the rabbit was safe until I shut the door and startled it, but I have guilt about it all (though not enough to go check by the carport and see if there's anything over there).