The Red ones— elusive..
the Grey ones— friendly... easily tamed, I make them my pets
for many years... They love leahman ! The rabbits come peer at my Garden...
BUT— is 'that FOX, 'really asleep ? Uh, Maybe not... the rabbit
goes away— The foxes play in my backyard... If the opossum comes
to eat their food— they come and whine at the door 'for Daddy to come
turn the HOSE 'on pesty Possum... (Wow 'he needs a bath )
