Check the southern lawn

We make our way to the southern law and find....not much, beyond a stone fence that's just barely waist height containing what I could only describe as a dog's dream yard, plenty of toys, a pool with crystal clear water.

A door to the house sits just on the outside of the wall with a stone path leading to the back yard with a dirt path veering off to the southeast and leading to a stable and corral

The field to the south is an expanse of perfectly cut grass fit for a movie set, except for a couple signs that warn "BEWARE OF RABBIT" and "DO NOT TOUCH THE RABBIT" with the first showing a picture of a red eyes rabbit and the second showing an odd picture of a bunny girl next to a red eyed rabbit.

Sure enough there is a rabbit a good distance away from us seemingly staring us down as it sits there unblinking.

"It's kinda cute," Mom quips and I suppress a sigh, she always had a weakness for small fluffy things.