This was a gift from Sugar this morning.
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April 17th, 2006 at 1:05 pm
Did you keep him or let him go?
Sam’s Darling Wife
April 17th, 2006 at 2:03 pm
Awwwww, sweet.
April 17th, 2006 at 3:05 pm
Looks like it is good shape considering that Sugar had it!
Sure got a cold wind here today. bonnie
April 17th, 2006 at 5:44 pm
Had a similar thing happen to me a few years ago. While walking Das Mutt around the trailer one Saturday morning (so she could do her “business”) we spotted someting in the rocks that at first glance looked like a mouse. Upon closer inspection (while keeping the dog from pouncing), I found it was a baby jackrabbit. Momma was nowhere in sight, and the several feral cats that roam the area (and drive Sheba crazier) were gathering for a meal of wabbit stew (sans the vegetables), I took the little fella (or gal — I didn’t have the nerve to turn it over to find out) in and gave it water and some chopped carrots and lettuce.
Because I was leaving for Billings in a week, I bought a cage and a carrier, and took him (or her) with me. Unfortunately, the little fellow (lady) couldn’t handle the ordeal and died at my dad’s house. I buried him (or her) in the backyard, sad that he (she) didn’t make it, but knowing I did the best I could to give the creature a chance.
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Glad to see that you’re back, Moos (and your front as well). Hope the blog will be part of the healing process.
Kirk & Sheba (who’s slowly getting used to being chained up in the yard)
April 17th, 2006 at 7:08 pm
What kind of rabbit is it? We only have cottontails and snowshoes, but that little guy looks different.
April 17th, 2006 at 7:59 pm
I love his fur! That’s what my hair looks like in the morning
Happy Easter
April 17th, 2006 at 8:01 pm
Hi Moos — good to “see” you again. The bunny is *adorable!* What is his (her?) name?
April 18th, 2006 at 6:33 am
I am glad you are back, I missed you!
April 18th, 2006 at 7:09 am
Sam’s Darling Wife - I took it down to the boxcar and put it underneath. Then I put some straw in behind it. I doubt that I found its mother - but there are lots of bunnies there.
Patia - Yes, I don’t think it would eat too much.
Bonnie - I came back from the mailbox & Sugar was parading around with it. I got her to drop it - only because she had her training collar on. Once I got her back in the house I discovered that the bunny was soggy, but alive. I brought it on the porch to warm it up (and for a photo op). Then the phone rang, so I ended up in the kitchen with it. I couldn’t find any rabbits around outside - I wonder why - so I opted for the boxcar. Sugar is at my side now & keeps putting her head on my lap. I don’t know what they were up to this morning - but she stinks. . .
Kirk - I’ve stopped my tractor to save baby bunnies from wicked farm implements. It caused quite a commotion during beet digging. Glad to hear that you’d do the same. Let’s keep my front out of this.
ThreeCollie - It’s one of our cottontails. It had a white spot on its head. It didn’t seem hurt - just wet, cold and terrified. We have jack rabbits in the hills - but they rarely show up down here.
Moosekahl - That’s what being in Sugar’s mouth did!
Hi David - Thanks - I haven’t a clue to the gender or the name. Soggy?
Boxcar’s Caboose - Thank you.
And now, the rest of the story. . . As I walked back to the house I looked in the unoccupied calf shelter, thinking, “Hey, maybe that’s where the rabbits are.” In the corner was a raccoon. It picked up its head and yawned at me. I went inside and got something with more kick than the digital camera.
April 18th, 2006 at 10:06 am
rabbit relocation program.
love it.
gotta love the training collar. we chased our cat around the yard a couple of years back when he had a baby bunny in his mouth. my wife smacked him on the head with a stick, but he didnt’ drop his prize…dammit.
April 18th, 2006 at 8:53 pm
Sometimes life gives you bunnies!
April 18th, 2006 at 9:09 pm
When you live in the country, you see lots of wild life. The other day I went out to feed my cats and both of them were playing with a mouse apiece. That is their job. With all the grain and stacks around here, mice are a problem. We always try to send the raccoons on to the next life…..they are trouble besides eating the sweet corn. Seeing lots of pheasants in the barrow ditches right now. bonnie
April 19th, 2006 at 3:12 pm
Where is the big CAT when you need it
April 19th, 2006 at 5:49 pm
The look on that wascally wabbit’s face screams, “I knew I shoulda toikin’ dat left toin at Albukoikee.”
Be verry, verry qwiet…
Kirk
April 21st, 2006 at 11:03 am
My aunt and uncle raised a jack rabbit which was brought to them by a soft-mouthed cow dog. It hadn’t even been weaned yet & had to be dropper-fed. It was great buddies with the house dog, who figured out (over & over) how to open the cage so they could chase each other through the house.
My mother was disgusted that it was fed on the kitchen counter.
It looked just like that cartoon rabbit — what was his name?? –