The aforementioned rabbit was hanging around the house again today. It is clearly not a wild rabbit: it is too large and sleek, having a black pelt with a brindled streak; and it is too comfortable around people and houses. This rabbit is a former pet. So I expect he (or she) is used to good food (such as what I plan to grow in the garden) and a lot of it. It is a dark presence over my garden, foreboding doom for my tender sprouting plants before they have even seen the light of day.
I’ll place a “found rabbit” ad in the paper tomorrow.
