We were out with the puppies, letting them run around and go to the bathroom, when my brother spots a massive rabbit along the tree line! So I wasn't able to go right up and check it out...since all the puppies were out. We quickly put the puppies back inside and into their whelping box. Then I was able to walk right up to her.
I wasn't 100% sure it was mine (as all the wild bunnies around here are brown), until I saw her myself. No wild bunny is ever that large :)
So I walked up to her, said hi. She looked at me, then hopped over and I just picked her up and put her back in her cage. Luckily her cage isn't far from the ground at all, so she didn't hurt herself in the jump. All was fine :)
Then the other bunny was New Girl and that happened yesterday.
I made myself a sandwich - which by the way, was the perfect amount of bread, to meat, to mustard - and was able to take less then a half of a bit. My brother looked out the window and said, "There's a spotted bunny in the garden. You might want to get it."
So I put down my sandwich of perfection and went running out...and it snowed the other day. So in my grip-less All Stars, I made my way out with lots of slipping and sliding. Now, New Girl's good about coming. She's good about not biting. But yesterday...she was not in the mood to stop her adventure so early.
She decided to hid behind the manure pile...then run, to and fro in the garden and in the rabbitry. With the help of my siblings and some food to coax her with, I was able to grab her. Once I got her, she behaved very well. There wasn't a struggle or anything. But it was just a matter of actually catching her. And once we did, she was quickly put back into her cage.
My brother saw everything under control and went back inside. I soon followed and entering the kitchen, went to get my sandwich...which seemed to have disappeared...mystery of the missing sandwich? I think so!
...nah, just kidding. The dogs ate it off the counter... too bad.
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