I don't know a lot about rabbits. I had a friend or two growing up who had rabbits and seemed to be scarred (literally!) by them. I think of them as a sign of good luck, prosperity, and fertility, otherwise, I've never given them mind. In years past, on occasion, we've have one or two rabbits that visit our yard to eat clover, tussle (they can really jump!), and rest in the shade, but this year we have three and see them multiple times each day. The rabbits have become a constant source of entertainment for all of us. RJ and I watch them from the kitchen window and the kids would camp on the family room sofa and watch them from there. We decided to venture out today to look at furnishings for our soon-to-be renovated family room and the rabbits were out in the front. The five of us spent nearly 15 minutes watching the animals. They seemed to be protecting their own territory in a standoff similar to the last scene in "The Good, The Bad, and the Ugly." This, of course, is totally unnecessary as there is enough clover and crabgrass to go around. The scene provided us happiness for many reasons...the rabbits are adorable, without television we're looking for a few minutes of viewing something that is mindless and entertaining, and most importantly, we had a few minutes to be outside, relax, enjoy nature, and just be. I don't know why the rabbits have decided that our grass is best, but I'm glad they have come to hang with us for a while.