I have a story about rabbits. On Saturday I was sat out watching the football with my flatmate, and two rabbits were sat not far away on the lawn. Anyway, he decided to throw a rugby ball at them to scare them away. It landed directly on one of their heads. You shouldn't laugh really, but the rabbit started rolling on the floor, sort of pivoting around one leg, with such control you'd think it had practiced it. It's movements were so precise it got into the nettles and disappeared in, probably, less than 10 seconds. We couldn't find it anywhere after that to confirm if it lived, so we just sat there and had a really deep talk about death and stuff. And then the other rabbit came back out and wandered around for a bit, then sat not eating anything. But Arsenal won, so the rabbit thing ended up turning into a joke.