Here's my story: About 10-15 years ago I lived on a quiet country road, my cats were allowed outdoors. One night, we were wathcing a movie, it was just starting to get dark out. I looked up the hallway for some reason and I SAW SOMETHING JUMPING! We stopped the movie and investigated. It was a live, unhurt baby rabbit. One of the cats brought a live baby rabbit in the house and let it go. We had a cat door, so the cats could come and go unsupervised when the wanted to.

Wild baby rabbits are very difficult to catch. Almost impossible. It took two of us almost two hours to finally trap it and get it into a cat carrier to release outside again. This included one part when we thought we had it behind a laundry hamper, we both leaned our heads down to see it and *thunk* both our heads banged into each other, ouch. The baby rabbit escaped that bumbling move. But we finally got it.

I still suspect Bo as the culprit - he would hunt, but he seemed to not know what to do after he caught something.