I’ve used D’oh! as a title before, I bet. Probably more than once. Because I am clueless. Always.
That wasn’t a rabbit hole I found the leg and cranium of a hare at the mouth of, it was a foxhole.
I know because when I went for a walk this morning, I stumbled across the two cutest little pointy eared fox pups you can imagine, sitting in front of it, soaking up the peaceful weekend morning sun.
I had to turn around and walk straight back home, walk not even 25% completed in order not to disturb them.