In the midst of some really warm weather, we had some snow flurries for a couple of hours. Mike observed the reaction of our fuzzy neighbor.
At first, the rabbit was a little upset by the hail-like snow, and retreated to the spruce tree.
Later, he decided that, even though it made his feet and butt cold (as demonstrated by constantly shaking it off),
a little bit of spring snow was not enough to keep him from some fresh grass.
