Rabbits hibernate during the winter, don't they?
Hmmmmm....carbonated iced tea....not bad...
Nope.
Crisp, wintery mornings, the song of the beagle, the squeak of the snow beneath the boot, the grey blur of rabbit streaking from the brushpile, the glitter of the brass shells from hunts past, the green of cedars near the old field, the hunt.