A couple of days ago, a case of a cat on a tree was described here, which turned out to be a soya and flew away, which shocked the storyteller.
Here is my similar.
I met a guy. We went to him to the land he loved and was proud of. On the way, I hear an enthusiastic story about the cleanest lakes in the district, the most beautiful forests, the most wonderful sunsets. They say we have animals in the woods. They go straight out on the road. rabbits, rabbits and rabbits. I said..."... At this time a fat rabbit ran out on the road". We have slowed. This creature has crossed the road, ran to a tree, crashed on it and, in the lighthouse, sits and blows on us with reflective eyebrows.
The guy was not confused and, yes, boastfully: "Yes! These are the rabbits!"