"Get out of my way. I spotted him first." "No, you get out of my way, he's mine." "No, he's not." "Yes, he is."
I can well imagine my two cats talking to each other in this manner as one peers out the window and the other is on the window ledge glaring at a wild cottontail. They both vie for the ledge which is the better view of the bunny. I look out and tell the rabbit he's soooo lucky my two cats are inside and can't get out. I've become quite fond of Mr. Rabbit so much so that I refuse to repair my back yard wooden fence that has a slat missing. I love Mr. Bunny to visit my yard. It reminds me that all is well and good in Mother Nature.