I have the good fortune to live in the country and my cottage is like a hide for observing my fellow creatures. I have now observed some sixty species of bird as well as the usual crop of mice, grey squirrels, hedgehogs, plus the odd fox or deer. However, my life has just been enriched by a new neighbour, Harry the Hare. He arrived one afternoon in front of my kitchen window and, completely unaware that he was being watched, began a thorough grooming before settling down for his afternoon zizz. He was completely relaxed and utterly free. Wonderful, a real feel good experience. Why would anyonewant to kill him?