Meet Lonesome Larry

It’s been going on for days.

That stupid rabbit.

He’ll sit right there in the open for hour after hour. If he didn’t twitch his ears from time to time I’d think he was dead. He disappears at night, he must have a den somewhere. But for some reason, ever since the weather went so far to hell, he seems to prefer to spend his days crouching right there.

I moved the Jeep closer to the road yesterday and need to use the path next to him to get to it. Probably he’ll move away when I do. But I bet he’ll be back shortly after, and there he’ll stay till dark.

Seems like odd behavior, not that I pretend to know what goes on in a rabbit’s head.

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You shouldn't ask these questions of a paranoid recluse, you know.
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4 Responses to Meet Lonesome Larry

  1. Mark Matis says:

    He’s clearly taunting TB!

  2. free.and.true says:

    Maybe Larry misses the good old days of war games with Little Bear. ;^)

    Or yeah, as Mark says, maybe he’s testing the new kid on the block in that regard. And lording it over the Torso Boy all the while…

  3. Zelda says:

    I think he’s patiently waiting for food. TB gets fed, chickens get fed, you get fed. Larry knows that inside that window is the source of Food. And if you feed him, come spring, dredged in seasoned flour or crumbs and carefully cooked, he will provide a nice tender dinner.

  4. terrapod says:

    Hmm, a rabbit with no situational awareness. Might be someones escaped pet. Throw him some kibble or a bit of bread and see what he does. Cheap entertainment at the very least.

To the stake with the heretic!