Initially I thought it might have had a broken leg, so I scooped it up and brought it inside. My SO and I examined the bunny, and its leg appeared to be OK. He says I shouldn't have messed with it, but I honestly thought the poor thing had a broken leg and I didn't want to leave it outside like that. I guess it was just freaked out and panicking.
We locked the dogs in the other side of the house, then I took the rabbit outside again. I sat it down near a small pile of sheep snacks, but it just sat there, totally tharn. I took the opportunity to get a few more closeup photos, which probably didn't help the poor bunny's psyche. Then I backed off but kept an eye on the bunny. After a few minutes, it regained its senses and hopped off into the brush. I do hope it's OK.
The whole thing had me terribly stressed; I wasn't feeling too great for an hour or so afterwards. I wanted to get closer to the bunnies, but not like that.