There’ve been several new batches of bunnies in the Red River ‘hood, and this morning I probably shoo’ed twenty of them off the road.
Sometimes I think I spend more of my walks chasing rabbits than I do walking!
Then I came upon this little guy.
Who insisted he wasn’t on the road.
Now I suppose technically, he was kinda’ half on, and half off.
Still, I insisted that he move, telling him what an awful shame it would be if he lost his precious cottontail over a silly technicality.
At last gave in, and scampered into a nearby thicket.
And I moved on.
On to the next silly little rabbit in the road.
