Monday, February 25, 2013

Under the Deck...

there lives a rabbit.

I see him almost every day, either in the morning when I'm leaving, or at night when I return. With no outdoor cats, he can be under the deck and know he won't be attacked.

Yes, every time I spook him and he takes off, I call out gently, "It's just me. No need to run away." They probably never get truly used to you in their short life. I'll take this over a stench of skunks, a hive of bees or a mask of raccoons.

Beverage:  water


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