My husband is notorious for killing weedwhackers. So he clipped the tall grass by the swing-set by hand. Later on we found the dog digging and sniffing by a spot he clipped. CRAP! A cottontail nest! I stepped backwards only to find out the dig had pulled one out and left it right in my foot path. I was heartbroken, sad, disgusted, all at the same time. Needless to say it did not live.
See the awful little critter after a week or two below.
Just awful, isn’t it?!Actually, its about the most precious little thing ever! There are 4 or 5 of them. They are just about ready to leave. Teasing us and the dog by playing in the yard. As much as I like them, they need to leave. Every day we hope to find an empty nest so the dog can roam free, and the kids can play without worrying about stepping on bunnies. I guess that’s Linky Soda’s (the dog) karma for trying to eat one.
Last night, we spotted Momma deep in the backyard keeping watch over us and her nest from a distance. She wasn’t too bothered by us.
So cute! My sister learned the same lesson the first year she had her dog. Puppies must be on leashes through the field during spring time.
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