Saturday, July 6, 2013
If we just gave up all this gardening nonsense and dubbed ourselves a wild rabbit sanctuary, we would already have achieved success on a massive scale. Spied a real wee'un today nibbling around the edge of the gardens. He's no threat to our raised beds yet, I don't even think he's big enough to hop inside.
At any given time, one can walk out our back door and immediately lay eyes on one (or more likely several) rabbits. Sure, they munch a bit in the garden (and are absolute hell on young trees in the winter), but they're cute as you'd like. Also, it gives our cat something to do. He's usually glued to the windows watching BunTV (whenever he's not passed out on the floor in an odd position, that is).