I was feeding my replacement bunny, this morning, which was a very wet, clammy sort of morning.
It was already in its hutch, which remains open, and is a shelter against the weather.
It saw me coming and prepared itself to be unprepared.
Then it made like a ram, and head-butted my hand, before clamping its shovel teeth to my finger and reminding me of what it could do if it decided to.
And nibbled a bit of hay instead. Looked me in the eye and cared about nothing. Washed its face. Yawned. Skittered out of the hutch, down the ramp, back up again, and ate some pellets.
It came to me that I behave in much the same way.
Prepared to respond to anything, anytime, by being pointedly unprepared for any particular thing.
Open to the moment, and what the moment may bring.
If rabbits have any wisdom, then that may be it.