I was outside the other evening when something out of the corner of my eye caught my attention. A wild rabbit had come out of it's burrow for some evening grazing. Like many of my own rabbits this one appeared to be in a molt. He was very tolerant of my presence allowing me to approach wihtout hesitaiton even hopping closer once I had settled into the grass.
He proceeded with his evening grooming ritual in complete relaxation that is, until the neighbors dragged their trash cans to the curb. At this point he darted for the nearest cover and I had decided to leave him be since it was getting dark.
I was outside the other evening when something out of the corner of my eye caught my attention. A wild rabbit had come out of it's burrow for some evening grazing. Like many of my own rabbits this one appeared to be in a molt. He was very tolerant of my presence allowing me to approach wihtout hesitaiton even hopping closer once I had settled into the grass.
He proceeded with his evening grooming ritual in complete relaxation that is, until the neighbors dragged their trash cans to the curb. At this point he darted for the nearest cover and I had decided to leave him be since it was getting dark.