SAVE THE EASTER BUNNY
Our lane is bunny central. Arriving after dusk, you will almost always see between one and two dozen lolloping, furry forms in the space of 100 metres. They are regulars in the garden, and one morning I came down to my study to find a youngster camped under a bookcase.
Not everyone is a fan – farmers, foresters and horticulturists object to thievery – but at this time of year, only the stoniest heart can fail to soften at the sight of pompom babies (known as kits or kittens) relishing their first experience of sunshine: stubby ears pricked, noses twitching, eyes wide.
Not only are rabbits survivors and opportunists with complex societies and a famously fecund reproductive strategy evolved to counter heavy predation, but our countryside and culture
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