No, there is no bunny problem.
Labels: Bunnies, Garden, Grandmother
Well, my mother is in town this weekend so we spent the day buying plants, 7 bags of cow poop, and turning dirt to make our garden. Just as my mother asked if we had a rabbit problem, and I say no, a babby bunny goes shooting out from under my feet and into the yard next door. Poking around I find the bunny nest. Seems mommy planted her brood in the middle of my future garden. We waiting as long as we could, in the hope more would make a break for it. So we picked them up, a few at a time, and moved them to a covered bush near the creek. A few more did make a run for it, but they didn't go far and were easy to catch. I moved the bunny fuzz as well, and gave it to them in their new home. I normally would have just left them there, but I did not have the chose this time. Upside for them, if they make it, they will have a lovely selection of greens to pick from.
Posted by The Blue Canary at 8:52 PM
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