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While several members of The Herd are quite adept at hunting skills, at least one seems to have missed that day in Siberian training.
The mighty hunter
I will catch that Wascally Rabbit!
I can’t watch. The rabbit ran away a half hour ago.
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Ice sez: Never mind, Qannik, some of us were meant to be hunters, some of us not. As long as those who ARE hunters are willing to share, well, that’s all we can hope for.
Ah, it’s all part of his charm.
On an unrelated note, Qannik’s looking an awful lot like a polar bear in these photos. Time to start shedding that winter coat, methinks.
Ha-roo roo roo! Perhaps the Queen needs to provide amore one-on-one time to get the finer points of hunting across to the Q?
~Jack & Moo