We use to own our backyard. Had the paperwork, the deed, made the payments, everything.
The Reginald came along.
Reginald, as far as rabbits go, stands his ground. Or grass.
He’s not pushy, not threatening, not intimidating.
Usually when we need him not to be.
Raccoons don’t bother him. He merrily munches away not noticing…or not acknowledging…their interests. Or ours.
Yeah, I remember, long ago, when it was our backyard…