Haring After Rabbits

In our part of the world we see lots of hares and rabbits. Not in the same place of course. Hares and rabbits don’t mix. Not a lot of people know that!

In our very large garden, we get hares. We also get foxes and badgers, squirrels and even deers sometimes. I chase them all but hares are my favourites because they’re so cute. With their long floppy ears and little pompom tails, I just want to cuddle them. Not that I think they believe me. They just run away when I chase after them to give them a big Marco Hug. Hares are strange like that. Personally I like hugs and cuddles. But not hares apparently.

When we’re out and about in our local countryside I mainly Hare after Rabbits. Not that I want to hurt them either, it’s just that they seem to enjoy a game of chase almost as much as I do. I’ve never caught one mind you. They’re far too fast for me. Not that I mind. I just enjoy the game. Okay, so they may taste nice casseroled in red wine with prunes soaked in brandy and served with lashings of wild rice and winter vegetables, but then who’s going to play with me next time I’m out and about?


I am a large, friendly, affectionate and, even though I say so myself, fabulously handsome 3 year old German Shepherd Dog whose mother, Lexi, is one of the few German Shepherds in the UK to have qualified to become a Therapy Dog (PAT dog).