This little fella lives in the bushes in front of our house. I’m not sure if he(she?) is a small adult, or a baby, but it doesn’t seem to have any family. We see him around the bushes when we come home from work. For a few weeks, I wasn’t sure what kind of animal it was, because I would only see a blur of fur as it bolted for shelter when it saw me. Cary knew that it was a rabbit before I did. I guess I make more noise than she does.