We take care with our two little dogs
to be aware of the presence of coyotes
in the forest, as we must. In a reversal of
the wild prowling after the tamed we worry
that neighbourhood cats may find the little
wild rabbit that is our neighbour irresistible.
The rabbit has a penchant for meditating on
our porch once it has filled its belly. But
it too is aware of the presence of predators
and even while resting peacefully maintains
its vigil. The pellets we once bought smelled
of grass but he refused them. More to his
liking the peanuts and buttered bread squares
the squirrels and raccoons preferred and so
did he. No celery, thank you very much, carrots
are fine. And I wonder when the little creature
sits so still on our porch as is its nocturnal
habit under the stars, does he wonder at the
miraculous appearance of winter food?
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