Not chickens this time though . .
Sunday afternoon I was out watering. My routine is to go turn the soaker hoses on in the garden, turn on. the two faucets in front and let them start running on the fruit trees. I’ll move those when I think the trees have had enough water and as soon as I get a spare hose, I’ll water the flowers (weeds) in front of the house. I had been out watering for about an hour and when I started watering the flowers, a little critter scurried across the ground and hid under a plant.
It’s a little bitty rabbit and he thinks he’s hidden so well! I ran around back . . no, don’t ask if I really ran. I walked around back and yelled for Vince to come see the baby rabbit. He came and we wondered where the mom was because he’s a little guy.
As I was walking around looking for where he might have come from, I saw a little bit of fur on the ground and there was a little hole in the ground with another baby rabbit!
Vince went and got some a glove because he didn’t know if the little guy would bite him. He caught him! I cheered him on! Go Vince! Catch him! Don’t let him get away! Good job, Vince!
Thumper! Is that a cute little guy or what? I wanted to keep him and let him be a pet. The baby chickens and the baby rabbit could grow up together . . and live happily ever after. Vince said No! He does not want to be responsible for anything else . . not another critter and not another human . . nothing else he said.
So, Vince deposited him back in the hole with his brother or sister and he was so happy. He scurried right down next to the other one.
In the meantime, I totally forgot about the water hose I had flung out of the way when I went to run get Vince.
We watched off and on during the evening to be sure mama rabbit came back and she did. In fact, she took them both out for a little exercise. We didn’t see them come back but the babies are there again this morning so I guess everything is fine.