Hare today....

Knobkerrie tomorrow.

I'd already taken a few shots of the aforementioned weapon, but, I did say "Unless anything better turned up." And in my book it did.

On the lunchtime walk, in almost exactly the same place as yesterday's fallow buck shot, I saw something brown hunkered down in the winter wheat.

Sneaking up on a wild animal with a camera and a dog is not easy, particularly when the subject in question has his eye on you!!

The brown hare (Lepus Europaeus) leads a solitary life, only becoming sociable in March when the lads go mad for a bit of duffing up and a bit of the other with the ladies.

The hare lives in open arable land in a 'scrape' - a shallow dip it makes - in the soil, where it rests facing its streamlined body into the wind, so it can smell predators.

When in it's scrape the hare's eyes are the highest part of it, exactly like the Hippopotamus, so it can see you, before you see it. The long, black tipped ears are flattened back against its body, creating a low profile.

This was as close as I got before he legged it.

Sorry Jane. Manyana Banana!

Unless it turns into a really wild week!