🐰 A STORY ABOUT BRAMBLE 🐰
Bramble and I were in the living room together yesterday afternoon. The patio doors to the garden were open, but I had put a gate there so Bramble could still see out and enjoy the fresh air but not escape.
Bramble was having a lovely time basking and sniffing the air, and I had my back to him and the door. All of a sudden, I heard him thump his back paw loudly. I thought perhaps something had irritated him (Blue, a fly etc) and soothed him but didn’t think too much of it. Then I heard another loud thump from him, then another, with increasing urgency - behaviour I had read about but never witnessed from either of them before. He then ran a few steps and thumped again. By this time Blue was also wide-eyed, clearly warned of some sort of danger.
I turned around to face the patio doors and to my horror there was a massive black cat stood right outside, staring through the bars of the gate! Bramble was clearly trying to warn me and Bluey of the would-be predator, and possibly scare him away.
I jumped to my feet, saw the cat off, shut the door and drew the curtains so Bramble couldn’t see him if he came back. By this time he was hiding under the sofa. He took a bit of coaxing out but soon returned to his usual self, and I gave him lots of fuss and treats for being so brave.
Being domesticated house rabbits, the boys have never known real danger, but instinct still kicked in. These fascinating little creatures and their ingrained sense of the wild never cease to amaze me 🐰❤️