So, this morning, I’m hanging out the wash watching the dog go nuts in the brush. As I look to the wall next to me, there huddles a baby rabbit (who was not there when we first came outside). At the same time, realize that the dog has another baby rabbit in her mouth. Dog thinks this is just a fun squeeker toy unfortunately. Then, look up and what do I see but a visitor, drawn in by those same squeeks?
Later we found a lot of rabbit fur in the bush and think this kitty had already had mom for breakfast and was coming back for desert.