Mother nature and her rabbit children and coyote children

 There was a rabbit. Not the cute kind, but the brown and hairy type that will go through your trash and create general commotion in your community. It was quite good at making babies. Dozens of them every season, cute little fuckers that ate like a garbage truck including everything in your vegetable garden. And the flowers from your garden because they were too stupid to understand that flowers aren't edible, they don't taste good. Or maybe they did just as a game, to see who could piss people the most.

There was a coyote. As coyote's go, they're not particularly popular or cute, and neither was this one. It too had babies to feed. And the babies howled in the forest all the time because they were hungry.

It was lucky for the coyote's family that somehow the rabbits had multiplied so well, because they were running, walking snacks and meals, plus toys for children. And also gym for growing young adult coyotes. No need to hunt for the puny squirrel or the random rat anymore, rats were dangerous, they had sharp teeth and claws, they were wily and having lived with humans had learned the cunning of those creatures. Honestly the coyote was quite afraid of those beings though of course he wouldn't admit that in front of company, he'd even go as far as claiming that he loved feasting on rats because of such and such reasons and oh what a wonderful sport it was to hunt them, his ideal post-retirement life would involve unlimited rat-hunting my the beachside preferably in Southern Europe but he'd heard that the housing prices there had been going up because of all the 'digital nomad' Americans who were moving there, so he'd be fine with a good piece of property in Latin America, Mexico even, as long as the place was safe and affordable and there were enough rats around.

One day the coyote and his pack discovered the rabbit family. They essentially committed genocide against the clan and attacked and fed on most of them. Yum yum yum. They didn't go hunting for the next two weeks as they kept feeding on the remains, good times were had by everyone. The coyotes, obviously, but also humans who were not bothered by those rabbits in those garden. And, surprisingly, other rabbits because how they had larger grazing grounds to feed on sunflowers and tomatoes and what not. Since they coyotes had been well-fed, they didn't have to worry about being on the run all the time anymore.