Our menagerie continues to grow.
Or their menagerie continues to grow. It depends on one’s point of view…
Anyway, meet Beryl The Rabbit (note that it is “Rabbit”, not “Bunny”. He scoffed at “Bunny”). Beryl showed up about a week ago, sitting calmly in our backyard, muching clover and other assorted greenleaf delicacies. We brought out some carrots. They were inspected then ignored.
Bugs this is not.
I believe we also have a Berylia out back. Few rabbits exist solo in the wild and it’s obvious Beryl has a warren by his (or their) comings and goings.
There’s also speculation that Beryl may be young. Years ago we had a rabbit hop through and you’d’ve sworn it was Harvey based on its size. I kept waiting for Jimmy Stewart to come through and offer me a martini (sorry, I’m a Scotch drinker).
Regarding size, the second video shows Beryl being occulted by Webster, one of our many squirrels.