We are going to have peace even if we have to fight for it. ~Dwight D. Eisenhower, American army general and 34th president of the U.S.
Anybody who knows me knows I love bunnies.
Just not in my flowers.
When Dallas was a pup, I started encouraging him not to bother the rabbits who’d invariably put nests of babies in our yard.
Dallas watched the nests with curiosity, but he was exceptionally gentle and never poked at them.
Sure, he enjoyed chasing the parents, but the babies he left alone.
And now it seems word has spread that Dallas is gone, so our yard has become a haven of little hoppers.
You might recall a couple of years ago that a friend gifted me some Sedum. It’s a lovely pinkish-purple perennial flower that attracts butterflies and hummingbirds, and I’ve been pampering it.
After transferring it in three batches from a big pot to a sunny spot in the backyard, I put two fences around the area to protect it from pests and weather:
Imagine my surprise when I noticed a HUGE bunny skulking around the backyard, pulling up mouthfuls of grass, and carrying them off.
Hmm, what’s it doing? I wondered, wandering out to check.
Lo and behold, Bunny was inside the fence with my Sedum. And when it saw me, it leaped over both fences and sprinted off to safety.
I checked my flowers and found a large hole right at the base of one.
Furious, I repaired the damage and went back inside.
The rest of the day, off and on, I watched, and I’m pretty sure Bunny was watching me back.
As the dinner hour drew nigh, the bunny again approached my Sedum patch.
And again, I chased it off.
How do I protect my growing Sedum from these wascally wabbits?
Then I hit upon an idea.
It will be about two months before I can put out flowers in pots, so I grabbed the three rubber snakes and two spinner-things I use to discourage nesting birds.
And I decorated my Sedum plot thusly:
We’ll see if it works.
In the meantime, Bunny needs to realize I’ve got LOTS of time on my hands.
This coronavirus pandemic has quarantined most of us at home, and I’m a writer, deep in the weeds of penning my novel (and thus easily tempted away from my desk!)