Lately when I get home in the morning from work there's been a little bunny-rabbit sitting in the grass at the end of the driveway. He's a little cute and often I'd thought about trying to catch him to keep as my very own. Unfortunately that's not going to be the case.
It would seem that my kitty Tybalt has once more snuck out of the house. Usually when he does this I now because of a pile of partially-digested grass. This morning I found a limp, headless bunny and a pile of what I could only assume to be partially-digested bunny-head.
This further deters my plan of buying a ferret to name Roquefort.