At the end of our longish driveway, I have planted shasta daisies. There they are, next to the ugly metal pole that holds our house number.
As I walk by, I often pause to neaten up the grasses that grow near the daisies. Too delicate a job for the weed whacker.
So I am plucking away at the grasses and suddenly I notice this: a young bunny is hiding in there. I used to foster cottontails, and they were usually about this size when I released them – still impossibly small, but ready to be on their own. Sad that most of them will end up being eaten. Being at the bottom of the food chain must really suck.
This little one was gone when I went out after dark. I hope he or she is safe, and staying out of my vegetable garden.
Digging RI 
How sweet! I haven’t seen any foxes yet this year, and the bunnies really seem to be thriving in their absence. I just wish they would stop eating the pretty things I plant!
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Yes, the foxes have disappeared and the rabbits are profiting from their absence. I also have bunny damage in my garden. This one was awfully cute, though….
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Awww…so sweet. So tiny. I do hope s/he is safe. We found a wee one in our garden a couple of years back, and it was just sitting right out in the open. Back then, our neighbours had a cat that hunted mercilessly (as cats will do), and fearing that the cat would find it and kill it, we moved it to an area behind our home that had a lot of vegetation and hiding places. Till this day, I often think about that tiny rabbit, and have made myself believe that there was a happy ending to that story.
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You have a good heart, Martha – just like me!
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Your kindness just might get you adopted by that bunny, which means you could teach it to eat the grass and leave the daisies.
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You know, this could be a plot line for a children’s book.
He or she could show me where all the best vegetable gardens are – the ones without fences or mean dogs. My ears would mysteriously begin to grow.
I could go on… but I won’t torture you.
(Tough day in the newsroom)
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My boxer, Gretchen, always alerts me when the bunnies are in the yard…she is very gently curious .
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That’s so nice! I am not sure my dog would be so gentle if she came across one. This one was right under her nose – literally – and she didn’t notice it because it was so still and did not have a scent. Great defense mechanism.
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