It’s a rare and wonderous moment–one afforded to the few, the brave, and the lucky–when one catches a glimpse–see how fast he is?! like a flash!–of the suburban-centric bunny species known as Fatticus Escapus.
(Apologies for crappy cell phone pic)
Filling an essential role in nature’s byzantine web, Fatticus Escapus‘s grazing pattern and migratory behavior, often as far as the next yard over, provides a safe and stable hunting ground for Loud And Annoying Early Morning Mockingbird and creates clearings in otherwise rampant, wild and untamed Bermuda grass. Here, on these vast, open plains of finely nibbled verdancy, the intrepid squirrel, in search of a hiding spot for his ill-gotten gains from That Dude On The Other Side Of The Block Who Gives Whole Walnuts To The Fucking Squirrels, shall find no quarter–because, as we have seen (sadly, no photographic evidence exists), the raccoons of Canoga Park patrol this block, and confiscate all buried nuts for their own nefarious plots.
When approached, this particular representative of Fatticus Escapus managed a brave and effortful slump to the left, and may even have made a “flop” sound as he awkwardly moved his bulk away from me by approximately eight inches.