Have you ever met a rabbit that has no fear?

[Vladimir]

I ask that because we have a furry footed ravenous friend among us. Day before last I went to the back yard to inspect my garden (growing some stuff to help supplement summer BBQs ) . Being the eagle eyed hunter that I am I immediately noticed two rabbits that were dangerously close to my fresh organic (*cough*LemurBeruit) produce.

Well the fat tasty looking one sped off as soon as he saw me, the smaller one (less than a year old) did so as well for a couple feet then stopped. This little guy stops, looks at me, than promptly resumes munching not 20 feet from me. So I think, “What the hell, might as well fatten them up a little and I have plenty to spare."

During the course of my weeding I notice the brave little bugger edging closer to me and my 3x20’ of munchables, casually as ever. Not only did he approach to within 10 feet of me but he had the audacity to clean his face while looking at me. Of course I first thought: “Hmm, I’ll call you appetizer” but then I realized what a cheeky fellow this was. Not only did he not take off with pappa/mamma when he had the chance but he had absolutely no fear.

That’s when I decided to let him live, he amuses me. If I find the coward that took off and left him alone, I’ll have to loosen my belt when I’m done with him.

[Devastatin Dave]

"Have you ever met a rabbit that has no fear?"
Yes... Crazed Rabbit!!!

Anyway, you have a Brave rabbit there my friend and he deserves your admiration and vegetables.

[Whacker]

Ahem.

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TIM: To the north there lies a cave -- the cave of Kyre Banorg --
wherein, carved in mystic runes upon the very living rock, the
last words of Ulfin Bedweer of Regett [boom] proclaim the last
resting place of the most Holy Grail.
ARTHUR: Where could we find this cave, O Tim?
TIM: Follow! But! follow only if ye be men of valor, for the
entrance to this cave is guarded by a creature so foul, so cruel
that no man yet has fought with it and lived! Bones of four fifty
men lie strewn about its lair. So, brave knights, if you do doubt
your courage or your strength, come no further, for death awaits
you all with nasty big pointy teeth.
ARTHUR: What an eccentric performance.
Scene 21
[clop clop whinny]
???: They're nervous, sire.
ARTHUR: Then we'd best leave them here and carry on on foot.
Dis-mount!
TIM: Behold the cave of Kyre Banorg!
ARTHUR: Right! Keep me covered.
???: What with?
ARTHUR: Just keep me covered.
TIM: Too late!
[chord]
ARTHUR: What?
TIM: There he is!
ARTHUR: Where?
TIM: There!
ARTHUR: What, behind the rabbit?
TIM: It is the rabbit!
ARTHUR: You silly sod! You got us all worked up!
TIM: Well, that's no ordinary rabbit. That's the most foul,
cruel, and bad-tempered rodent you ever set eyes on.
ROBIN: You tit! I soiled my armor I was so scared!
TIM: Look, that rabbit's got a vicious streak a mile wide, it's
a killer!
???: Get stuffed!
TIM: It'll do you a trick, mate!
???: Oh, yeah?
ROBIN: You monkey's scot's get!
TIM: I'm warning you!
ROBIN: What's he do, nibble your bum?
TIM: He's got huge, sharp-- he can leap about-- look at the
bones!
ARTHUR: Go on, Boris. Chop his head off!
BORIS: Right! Silly little bleeder. One rabbit stew comin'
right up!
TIM: Look!
[squeak]
BORIS: Aaaugh!
[chord]
ARTHUR: Jesus Christ!
TIM: I warned you!
ROBIN: I peed again!
TIM: I warned you! But did you listen to me? Oh, no, you knew
it all, didn't you? Oh, it's just a harmless little bunny, isn't
it? Well, it's always the same, I always--
ARTHUR: Oh, shut up!
TIM: --But do they listen to me?--
ARTHUR: Right!
TIM: -Oh, no--
KNIGHTS: Charge!
[squeak squeak]
KNIGHTS: Aaaaugh! Aaaugh! etc.
KNIGHTS: Run away! Run away!
TIM: Haw haw haw. Haw haw haw. Haw haw.
ARTHUR: Right. How many did we lose?
???: Gawain.
???: Hector.
ARTHUR: And Boris. That's five.
GALAHAD: Three, sir.
ARTHUR: Three. Three. And we'd better not risk another frontal
assault, that rabbit's dynamite.
ROBIN: Would it help to confuse it if we run away more?
ARTHUR: Oh, shut up and go and change your armor.
GALAHAD: Let us taunt it! It may become so cross that it will
make a mistake.
ARTHUR: Like what?
GALAHAD: Well,....
ARTHUR: Have we got bows?
???: No.
LAUNCELOT: We have the Holy Hand Grenade.
ARTHUR: Yes, of course! The Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch! 'Tis
one of the sacred relics Brother Maynard carries with him! Brother
Maynard! Bring up the Holy Hand Grenade!
[singing]
How does it, uh... how does it work?
???: I know not, my liege.
???: Consult the Book of Armaments!
MAYNARD: Armaments, Chapter Two, Verses Nine to Twenty-One.
BROTHER: "And Saint Atila raised the hand grenade up on high,
saying, 'Oh, Lord, bless this thy hand grenade that with it thou
mayest blow thy enemies to tiny bits, in thy mercy.' And the Lord
did grin, and people did feast upon the lambs, and sloths, and
carp, and anchovies, and orangutans, and breakfast cereals, and
fruit bats, and large --"
MAYNARD: Skip a bit, Brother.
BROTHER: "And the Lord spake, saying, 'First shalt thou take out
the Holy Pin. Then, shalt thou count to three, no more, no less.
Three shalt be the number thou shalt count, and the number of the
counting shalt be three. Four shalt thou not count, nor either
count thou two, excepting that thou then proceed to three. Five is
right out. Once the number three, being the third number, be
reached, then lobbest thou thy Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch towards
thou foe, who being naughty in my sight, shall snuff it.'"
MAYNARD: Amen.
ALL: Amen.
ARTHUR: Right! One... two... five!
???: Three, sir!
ARTHUR: Three!
[boom]

C'mon, you KNEW that one was coming.

[rotorgun]

"Nieahhh....(munching on a carrot sound)....What's up Dock?" says Bugs Bunny as he stares down the barrel of Elmer Fud's shotgun.

[Spino]

I ask that because we have a furry footed ravenous friend among us. Day before last I went to the back yard to inspect my garden (growing some stuff to help supplement summer BBQs ) . Being the eagle eyed hunter that I am I immediately noticed two rabbits that were dangerously close to my fresh organic (*cough*LemurBeruit) produce.

Well the fat tasty looking one sped off as soon as he saw me, the smaller one (less than a year old) did so as well for a couple feet then stopped. This little guy stops, looks at me, than promptly resumes munching not 20 feet from me. So I think, “What the hell, might as well fatten them up a little and I have plenty to spare."

During the course of my weeding I notice the brave little bugger edging closer to me and my 3x20’ of munchables, casually as ever. Not only did he approach to within 10 feet of me but he had the audacity to clean his face while looking at me. Of course I first thought: “Hmm, I’ll call you appetizer” but then I realized what a cheeky fellow this was. Not only did he not take off with pappa/mamma when he had the chance but he had absolutely no fear.

That’s when I decided to let him live, he amuses me. If I find the coward that took off and left him alone, I’ll have to loosen my belt when I’m done with him.

Nice story. The brazen bunny's defiant act might also be the result of having zero negative experiences with human beings. Combine that with your non-threatening moves and you can see why it decided to stick around. Do us a favor and take some pics next time!

Speaking of brazen wildlife...

There is a family of squirrels that inhabit my neck of the woods and can be seen flitting about in the backyards of all my neighbors on my block. Brazen little buggers, the entire lot. They must be the descendants of some psycho squirrel I recall from my youth. Their great great great grandpappy was extremely territorial and openly took exception to everything but humans. I remember seeing grandpappy squirrel chase birds like there was no tomorrow, scrambling out to the thinnest of branches to so he could kick them off his property. This was a sore spot with me because once in a blue moon a Blue Jay, Cardinal or Robin (very rare in the big city) would land in our bushes and psycho grandpappy would proceed to chase them away. I suppose this is normal behavior for a squirrel but our former tenants told me about a time when they saw psycho pappy go after a rather large stray cat! Psycho pappy was traveling along the top of a fence and spied the cat lazing around below. Pappy squirrel opened with a pre-emptive airborne assault, right onto the back of the cat! The cat flipped out and ran like hell, we never saw him in our yard again.

[CrossLOPER]

There are a significant number of rabbits residing near where I live. The survival of one generation has allowed them to become a common sight. No one really bothers them, so they tend to hang out in the front yards of people's houses on occasion. They make a little bit of a mess, but nothing too serious. I think that hunting is illegal on the grounds where I live, so no one is going to start blasting away at them, especially when there's a chance they might hit a child by accident.

[Vladimir]

There are a significant number of rabbits residing near where I live. The survival of one generation has allowed them to become a common sight. No one really bothers them, so they tend to hang out in the front yards of people's houses on occasion. They make a little bit of a mess, but nothing too serious. I think that hunting is illegal on the grounds where I live, so no one is going to start blasting away at them, especially when there's a chance they might hit a child by accident.

That's exactly why I'm going to start practicing with the forearm sized crossbow I have. 80 lbs draw weight.

[KrooK]

Generally its a rabbit habbit that scared rabbit don't run but stay and absolutely don't move.
Of course crazed rabbit is an option too.

[Crazed Rabbit]

Hee hee hee...

[Hosakawa Tito]

Fearless rabbits eventually end up on the menu for the host of neighborhood predators (cats, dogs, hawks, coyotes...). During this past winter the bunnies have taken a toll on my rose bushes. Fortunately the snow was so deep that the bark they stripped off was 2-3 feet from the base of the bushes, so a little pruning and no damage done. First time they have ever bothered those roses so they must have been desperately hungry.

This is the time of year in my area when the first baby bunnies are born. At work yesterday we watched momma bunny defend her nest of little ones from 2 marauding crows. The crows would hop in close and Big Momma would go right after them, striking them with her front paws. After about 10 minutes they gave up. First time I've ever seen a rabbit do that.

[Seamus Fermanagh]

When they fight (NOT their preferred tactic) they fight rather like cats do.

[Hosakawa Tito]

Yeah Seamus, I've seen rabbit vs rabbit duke it out as you describe. I've never seen them take on a predator like that. Usually they freeze and hope their natural camoflage works or run, and in this case, lead the predator away from the nest. Wish I had a camera, it was pretty cool.

[Spino]

Did someone say fearless rabbits?



/obligatory Watership Down reference

[Major Robert Dump]

Being nice to wild animals only gets them killed because eventually they run into a not-so-nice person. Can't bring myself to kill them, though, I just make some noise so they go away. I don't kill critters over bushes, gardens and knocked over trash cans because its not that big of a deal to me.

[Del Arroyo]

This is the time of year in my area when the first baby bunnies are born. At work yesterday we watched momma bunny defend her nest of little ones from 2 marauding crows. The crows would hop in close and Big Momma would go right after them, striking them with her front paws. After about 10 minutes they gave up. First time I've ever seen a rabbit do that.

Well the momma rabbit probably made the judgement that the two crows were of body mass roughly equal to hers, and so confrontation was a viable option. I read somewhere that wild animals (and humans) make this judgement automatically whenever presented with a threat.