Dang It! Rabbits Are Just Stupid.
We have a fenced-in area on the side of the house (“Netherfield”) where the dogs have been trained to…attend to more solid matters, shall we say. So after I grilled the boigers tonight I yell for Claude, anmd the dope doesn’t come, and I walk around to the side of the house and look into Netherfield and there he is, looking guilty by a small hole in the ground. Now Claude is a Lab who’s never dug a hole in his life, so I thought this was odd. So i walk over and look at El Guilto and his hole and there’s all this, well, it looked like dryer lint until I realized it was fur. Some dopey rabbit made her warren in the middle of Netherfield, right next to the house, and of course he found it and the bunnies, who couldn’t have been more than a few days old. I mean, the place absolutely stinks of dog, there are tons of dry places in the yard where he hardly ever goes, and places where a dog has never been because of the invisible fence (when it works), but no, she has to make her burrow where he’s gonna find it. Dang. So one of the babies is dead; I closed the gates and hope she will move the others, other wise they’ll be killed too. I think if I move them, then she won’t be able to find them and they’ll die anyway.
Stupid ass rabbit.
dang.
Morality | Mr. Bingley | 
May 6, 2005 8:32 pm
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Sounds like the lagomorph got a lagosmarts, too.
Why don’t you back off the poor bunny, who maybe had been downsized and was doing the best she could.
And I guess you were too young to remember all the heartache when those damn cats would bring the newborns bunnies to the back door. I’d be all playing Scrubs with neosporin, gauze and first aid tape – hardly appropriate for the gaping flesh wound they had (and it was only ever one puncture-they’re very tiny). Heart breaking and futile. Stupid ass rabbits.
We once had a cat that would actually bring juvenile rabbits indoors, the better to enjoy at leisure. You haven’t lived until you’ve been woken at 2 am by a screeching baby bunny.
Oh man, ain’t that the truth Nightfly. The scream is very human-like, especially when it wakes you up at 2…
I prefer the silence of the lambs.
Shoot, I don’t want them silent: I want them sizzling on the grill.
Odd you mention that. Precisely what I had for the din-din last evening (while the guys had their bloody beef)and Major Dad at dinner the night before.
Great stomachs rumble alike.