We watched them for a long time and were amazed at how patient they are. While they did play a little, hopping around after each other, they often sat absolutely frozen for minute after minute, gauging their surroundings and listening for any possible danger.
The one in front seemed to be dominant and he eventually hopped around to the other side of the dish and positioned himself for a sip.
And finally, after endless minutes of his watchful state, he bent down and drank.
It must have pleased him as, when he finished, he scampered about, playing with his companion for awhile before I came outside to fill the dish and they both ran through the gate and away.
I suspect they'll be back.
Anze hates rabbits (and squirrels) but he's never caught one.
ReplyDeleteYou are a good man Catalyst. As Richard Adams wrote in Watership Down, "There is nothing that cuts you down to size like coming to a strange and marvelous place where no one even stops to notice that you stare about you."
ReplyDeleteYou noticed indeed. And yes, they will be back.
Cute! And Watership Down is one of my favorite books.
ReplyDeleteWhere's my pellet gun?
ReplyDeleteYep, they'll be back.
ReplyDeleteIf you feed them, they will come.
ReplyDeleteBe vewwy, vewwy quiet.....I'm hunting wabbits.
ReplyDeleteAwww...
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