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Oh, you!

Back in the pasture I lived in, there was a half dead elm with a colony of rabbits living beneath it. I would drink my coffee in the morning and watch them graze. Wildlife is awesome. Here in Rockport, we are overrun by deer. I live on the tenth hole and the deer come up and eat our plants in droves. The evening can look like the Serengeti as they move across the course.

How awesome! I'd love to sit out there with my camera and zoom lens.

Unfortunately, my pasture was just an acre surrounded by barbed wire and scrub trees. The Colorado river was 200 yards away, but I had no access. I was surrounded by rural trash and I am not getting on my high horse. There was no public boat launch and when I did make some friends I was about to sell out. But there was a lot of wildlife, and our biggest problem was skunks and roaming pit bulls. I lost a darling little cat to my neighbor's pack of dogs. Still, it was mine and in the summer evening I would sit under my fave tree and watch the hawks in their graceful turns.

We would get bunnies in the dead of night under our feeder to eat what corn and seeds that fell out of our bird feeder. After a good long time of them coming to see us, we started hearing owls outside.

Wildlife buffet, serving both herbivores and carnivores.

I use to joke about my dad filling the "hawk feeder" when he goes out to feed the birds.

Awwww, it's Peter Cotton Tail hopping down the bunny trail.

But I don't think he sings as well as you do, my good tiger.

heh. " if I poof into a ball of floof they won't see me! "

It works for me.

He reminds me rabbits from book The Watership Down.

One of my all-time favorite books.
I miss this rabbit. it used to be waiting for me just about every day two summers ago. I don't recall seeing it at all last year.