Posted: Saturday 17 April, 2010
A week short of their first birthday, Harry and Bertie have discovered bunnies. They must be catching at least one, maybe two, baby bunnies daily. We found (well, Meg found) the rear third of one under the bed and there was another in the field; I've rescued two. I do praise the cats when I take their bunny away, but advise them to kill it away from the house.
I know it's soft and we got the cats to reduce bunny numbers, but when I see the wee bunnies cowering in terror, I have to intervene. If the deed's already been done, then hey, ho. I'm now shutting off as many rooms as possible so I don't have to check under all the furniture every day.
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