There is a herd (pack, flock, whatever) of jackrabbits around my yard. I saw a set of four of them the other day. I don’t mind them being here in the winter, when my garden is not growing food, but they have a tendency to treat my garden as a salad buffet. Which it is supposed to be, except that I would like to be the one eating it, not the rabbits and deer. Not even a radio set up to play the music of one of the FM stations was enough to drive them away.
Until now, though, I had always thought that there were just the jackrabbits around. I had seen some smaller tracks recently, but not a smaller rabbit who would make those tracks. This morning, I looked out my kitchen window, and there he was, sitting in my flower bed, apparently looking for leftover plant matter from the summer. I had to take his picture through the window, as opening the door would have scared him away. At least these smaller bunnies are much cuter than their larger cousin.