Bunny Buffet

The bunnies are back. Skinny little things, these wild furries romp through the back yard chasing one another but lose focus easily. They run like being chased and then stop abruptly to nibble a leaf of clover forgetting the former game of catch-me-if-you-can.

Sitting inside looking outside one afternoon, I noticed one of them in the middle of the yard, seemingly pulling up grass. When she had a mouthful she hopped over to the jumble of leaves and other vegetation of sunflowers, clematis, morning glories, rose bushes and wild daisies. Large tufts of grass stuck out from both sides of her mouth. She deposited the grass and went back to the yard, returning with another mouthful, five or six times. It didn't take long to guess that she was making a nest and that she would probably soon have a litter of bunnies (it crossed my mind to wonder how much I could make selling the little darlings but I was ahead of myself since they were yet in utero).

But I did have the wherewithal to have my husband purchase a big bag of carrots for the little mother-to-be. I broke one in half and put it out on the step by the flowers (see photo). After three days, the carrot had been moved, but not eaten. What's this?, I asked myself. What bunny doesn't eat carrots?

Wanting her to keep her strength up, I now have Julienned the carrots into what I hope are bite-sized morsels and placed them where she has only to pluck them from the ground (see photo).

I'll keep you posted.

And that's what I think about it.