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Since this is Blog Hop Saturday, this story seems very appropriate.
Friday night, we were doing a walk on the roads around our neighborhood. As we have explained before, we only have one year round neighbor and none of the rental houses have any guests in them this week, so the wildlife is quite comfortable wandering around. The rabbit population seems to have exploded, so The Herd are on constant rabbit alert (and turkey alert, but no turkeys last night).
We came around a curve and The Herd alerted. Kiska’s nose was the first in the air, but the others joined quickly. They were staring past the tall grass just beyond the side of the road. We are walking, scanning the grass, waiting on a rabbit, turkey, or something to break and run.
Suddenly, we saw it. A small, young rabbit. Brown speckled fur. In the grass. Less than a foot to Rusty’s left. Well within leash range, so there would be no stopping him. While we know Rusty has a well-earned reputation of always clowning around, he is also very swift and, since he walks on the edges of trail, has snagged many a snack before the humans could react.
But the humans realized something. The Herd was all still scanning the grasses. Despite the proximity, they had not spotted rabbit. We kept walking. The rabbit remained totally frozen. And . . . that was it.
Rusty will never know how close he came to a most tasty snack.
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