Ghost Rabbit

When Daisy and I went out for our first morning perambulation, just a short time before dawn, faint light was already spreading across the land. Although the flashlight made a difference, I didn't really need it to get around on the icy ground

A silent shadow detoured carefully around us in that morning twilight, soft, secret, hop, hop, bound.

I tightened my grip on the leash. The little lady loves to stuff her nose in bunny prints and snuffle and whuffle up the sweet scent of things that go wild in the night. She makes it perfectly clear that minus the leash she would be happy to go find out for herself just what they are up to out there.

However, the rabbit hopped neatly around her, totally unseen and evidently out of nose shot as well. There was a soft crackling among the bushes under the mulberry tree and then it was gone....