Our farm is surrounded by crop fields on three sides, with woodlots on the other side. So we've always had plenty of rabbits around! I recall one hunting trip where everything just came together perfectly - it was an unforgettable experience for me and my dad.

We woke up early that morning to get ready for our adventure. We put on our camouflage gear, grabbed our shotguns, and headed out to the woods at the edge of the field. The air was crisp and cool, with a hint of frost on the ground.

As we made our way through the brush, we saw several rabbits scurrying about. My heart began pounding in excitement as we got closer to them. Suddenly, one of them bolted towards a nearby cornfield, and we gave chase.

The chase led us deep into the cornfield, where visibility was limited due to the tall stalks. As we pushed further in, we noticed movement in front of us, but couldn't quite make out what it was. Just then, a rabbit popped up from between two rows of corn and dashed off again. With renewed determination, we kept pursuing him until he reached another row of trees bordering the field.
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