Inside the 101 Sqn sandbag citadel at Brize, a large rabbit population thrived with no natural enemies. Until one day one of our captains brought in a dog belonging to a relative which she was minding for the day. The dog, that is, not the relative. It thought that all its doggy Christmasses had come at once and had a fine old time chasing bunnies - somewhat unsuccessfully though as it was rather aged.
Another time I'd been away on a trip for a couple of days, then drove home from the 101 car park and into my garage. The next day when I opened the garage door, out popped a most confused bunny! It must have been exploring the car and clung on for dear life as I drove home! It disappeared off into the hedge; there aren't any rabbits around here, so I wonder what became of it?