Plunker and I saw the pasture rabbit, a big buck, yesterday evening, in one of his usual haunts. I had been seeing him with some regularity, morning and evening, from my back porch.

This morning after tending the critters, I turned the dogs out. We walked the length and breath of the bottom below the horse pond without jumping. Just as I was discussing with the Girls (and Sammie P) about trading them in and getting me a real pack of rabbit dogs, they struck and were off to the races.

I waited at my line and watched as they ran, in full cry, a neck of woods jutting out into my neighbors pasture The rabbit turned and headed in my direction, obviously, making a try for the opposite bottom.
I heard thunk as a animal hit a piece of sheetmetal crossing the line.
I looked in time to see a very annoyed barn cat streak into the barn.



On the plus side, they are into a long race with a real rabbit on the back corner. I'm sitting on the back porch typing and eating a bowl of cereal