He lies, the fat, brown rabbit, motionless on the warm, dark earth, apparently mounting surveillance on our neighbor’s deck across the yard. His camouflage fur (better than any man-made camo) conceals flawlessly. White tail hidden, only one twitching ear betrays. Next time I look, he’s gone, undoubtedly on a foraging mission.
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Those devious rabbits.. probably trained by some devious intelligence organisation.
I think you’re right, Bjorn. Probably the FBI, Fur Bearing Intelligences. 🙂
janet