I love how jack rabbits are skilled at camouflage. I stayed in a resort last summer in Scottsdale AZ. The resort was stunning. Lots of fountains and pools, a gorgeous view of a red rock canyon. And, if this wasn’t perfect enough, the restaurant served my favorite Chardonnay, La Crema. I was vacationing from work stress and 24/7 intensive rabbit care of my eldest rabbit who almost died. It took 4 months to restore him. So guess what I see in the first hour my stay? Yes, a gaggle of baby jack rabbits. Tiny, fast little creatures, bravely begging for food from strangers. Nonetheless, my first evening wasn’t spent in my best dress, lightly sipping Chardonnay, chatting it up with the locals (that came the next night). Nope. I scrapped for apples, salad makings and water. I planted the jack rabbits little picnics under cactus and desert bushes. It was fun. I felt like a female 007 of jack rabbit food-feast bliss. When I looked the next day, everything was munched to the core. Apparently, they had a very good night.
This jack rabbit gives the hunters out there a challenging look. “Do you really think you can beat us? Do you really think you can take us out? They don’t call me Bernice the baby-maker for nothing. I’m the happy mother of 192 babies this year alone. We love to make more of us. It’s our thing!”
Jack rabbits are cool!