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Bring The Whole Family!
May. 19th, 2012 09:20 pmSo, remember that uninvited yard guest I mentioned a few weeks ago?
Apparently it wasn't exactly Mr. Bunny, but rather Ms. Bunny. And Ms. Bunny was apparently eating for four. Yesterday when I came home from work, I saw at least two, possibly three little fist-sized rabbits playing tag through our backyard. When I pulled my car into the driveway they paused long enough to look up at me, but, like their mother, they didn't seem to actually mind my presence, waiting until I had walked into the grass while shaking my fist and exhorting them to Get Offa My Lawn, Dangit to skedaddle back between our house and the neighbor's.
Since then, I've seen them at least once or twice every day - hiding behind our trash can, scampering from the flower beds alongside the house to under our deck; tonight![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
umbran nearly stepped on one that was resting in a clump of grass next to the driver's side door of the car. Going out our back door has become a bizarre Urban Wildlife version of Where's Waldo.
And I'm torn. Because they're so darn cute with their little bunny ears and their cute little hops and their little noses. But I don't want them eating my veggies, and the last thing I need is multiple generations of "wild" rabbits (they're not that wild, their parties almost never keep me up past midnight) taking up residence in our yard, inviting their friends in, and increasing monthly.
Given the shape of our yard and the setup of our raised beds, fencing won't work. (Also, they already just dug under the fence into our neighbor's yard, asumbran learned when he mowed the lawn.) We picked up some natural icky-anti-bunny spray at the garden store; we'll see how that works. I'm kind of hoping it does the trick, because I'd hate to have to borrow a dog and chase them off, or worse....
Did I mention how flipping adorable they are?
Damn bunnies.
Apparently it wasn't exactly Mr. Bunny, but rather Ms. Bunny. And Ms. Bunny was apparently eating for four. Yesterday when I came home from work, I saw at least two, possibly three little fist-sized rabbits playing tag through our backyard. When I pulled my car into the driveway they paused long enough to look up at me, but, like their mother, they didn't seem to actually mind my presence, waiting until I had walked into the grass while shaking my fist and exhorting them to Get Offa My Lawn, Dangit to skedaddle back between our house and the neighbor's.
Since then, I've seen them at least once or twice every day - hiding behind our trash can, scampering from the flower beds alongside the house to under our deck; tonight
umbran nearly stepped on one that was resting in a clump of grass next to the driver's side door of the car. Going out our back door has become a bizarre Urban Wildlife version of Where's Waldo.And I'm torn. Because they're so darn cute with their little bunny ears and their cute little hops and their little noses. But I don't want them eating my veggies, and the last thing I need is multiple generations of "wild" rabbits (they're not that wild, their parties almost never keep me up past midnight) taking up residence in our yard, inviting their friends in, and increasing monthly.
Given the shape of our yard and the setup of our raised beds, fencing won't work. (Also, they already just dug under the fence into our neighbor's yard, as
umbran learned when he mowed the lawn.) We picked up some natural icky-anti-bunny spray at the garden store; we'll see how that works. I'm kind of hoping it does the trick, because I'd hate to have to borrow a dog and chase them off, or worse....Did I mention how flipping adorable they are?
Damn bunnies.
