The weed grass made a fuzzy carpet of seed shoots in our backyard. This little guy who came visiting rather liked it.
Oh, how he loved those seed shoots.
He ate,
and ate,
and ate
to his little heart’s delight.
(See the little pink tongue?)
He explored all around the house too, exciting the cats.
He even came to join us for lunch. Perhaps he smelled the cabbage we were munching. Honest, it wasn’t all chips!
He was very curious.
But we didn’t offer him anything, so he dug himself a whole under the fence and left to see what the neighbors had.
Bye, bye, little cottontail.
