“The March Hare will be much the most interesting,
and perhaps as this is May it won’t be raving mad
– at least not so mad as it was in March.”
thus spoke Alice, in Alice in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll
Last year he was a fluffy bundle. Now he has grown into young Master Hare.
In between nibbling and snoozing, he takes the odd stretch. Is he dreaming of Spring? Can we just get on with it now please, before I fall asleep again!!!
(The tag Mad as a March Hare refers to Spring mating behaviour when females sometimes engage in boxing matches with undesirable males.)