Some years ago, whilst pike fishing at Ardleigh reservoir, I heard an enormous commotion behind me. I looked up and there was a stoat attacking a rabbit. As soon as the stoat saw me it buggered off but the rabbit, clearly unaware of my form when dealing with bunnies, came and sat at my feet. I was too slow to find something suitable with which to bash it and the rabbit, bleeding profusely front a wound in its neck, seemed to read my mind and followed the stoat's example. About half an hour later I heard a re-run of the same commotion from the hedge about 30 yards away, so just let them get on with it.
The one thing that I remember most about that day's fishing was the vast number of rabbit body parts that were littered about the place, including a complete head submerged in about 3' of water.