Ptarmy in 3...2...1...
On a side note... Rabbits almost made me shoot my dad once. We had a den of them living in our back yard, and they where wreaking all sorts of havok on our garden. So he and I go out one night to quell their numbers and get a decent dinner for the next day.
I was about 20 paces ahead of my dad when I see one dart to the right of me, I swing around and track it with my shotgun, trying to lead it when I realize that I've spun a whole 180 degree's and I'm now pointing the shotgun at my father with my finger on the trigger. Fortunately, I realized my error quickly enough to advert disaster, but I was onto that rabbits game. Evil bastard.
We decided to call it a night after that incident. The rabbits slept safely in their beds.