Something amusing courtesy of my spouse. It serves as a reminder that just because an animal is a cute and fluffy herbivore, that doesn’t mean it can’t and won’t defend itself.
I grew up on ranches/farms in Texas and had to deal with dangerous animals, stallions, bulls, rattlesnakes, etc. but the worst ass-kicking I ever got from an animal was dealt out by a rabbit.
I was transferring a buck from one cage to another when he suddenly slipped. I grabbed him by the scruff of his neck but he rotated in his skin and brought his hind legs to bear. He deployed his tiny but razor-sharp hind claws and before I could drop him raked those claws dozens of time across my forearms, slicing them to ribbons. His legs moved so fast they disappeared into a blur like some kind of biological Cuisinart.
Animals in the wild live in a war zone in which their lives stand constantly in danger. They come equipped with both the weapons and behaviors to survive in such conditions. That’s something to remember before you try to pet the next wild fuzzy thing you see.