Hare of the Dog

My ten-year-old dog and I go for a run nearly every day,

or to be more accurate, he runs a few miles while I drive

my even older all-terrain vehicle by his side.

He tends to run like a dog possessed, sniffing and sprinting to and fro,

hoping to scare up a rabbit or some other small critter along his path. The other day, as I watched him run, I could see a young rabbit up ahead

sitting totally exposed, …