We’ve built a high fence around the area where the fruit trees are planted. Most of the trees were there before the high fence so there are still “fence cages” around those trees. We have to keep the bunnies out because they will gnaw on the bark of some of the trees. We will eventually put smaller chicken wire cages around the bases of those trees. For over a year, the current cages have kept the rabbits out . . til this morning . . as far as we know.
This morning when I went out with Speck, there was a rabbit inside the cage of one of the sugar pear trees.
He looks much bigger than the holes in that wire so we weren’t sure how he got in there. He wasn’t real concerned about us . . just munching away on the grass.
As Vince was walking up, I was saying . . be careful . . no telling what he might do when he feels threatened. I was backing away, fearing what might happen, and all the while, thinking about the Ray Stevens song, The Mississippi Squirrel Revival.
Just as Vince got near the fence, the bunny wiggled through the wire and was off.
My guess is . . that wasn’t his first or his last visit inside those cages.
Then I walked back towards the garden, keeping an eye on my feet to be sure there are no snakes, and came upon this guy.
That’s my garden in the background. So far, the bunnies have not found a way into the garden . . at least as far as I can see. They are everywhere though. For the first few months we were here, there were two or three that we saw every night. Now, there are at least a dozen that we see every evening. They love to hang out under the bird feeders and eat the seeds dropped by the birds.