It's terribly dry here again, so when I came home I turned on the sprinkler in the puppy pen and took the Ts out. While I was trying to get the sprinkler located right, I noticed that one of the baby bunnies was cowering between one of the tunnels and the lattice panel Iput up to protect it. Taenzer likes to roll her ball against it going full speed, so I tried to herd the baby without the dogs catching on and without scaring the baby. Got him over to the gate, but I had the gate closed--another lattice panel that I just slide back and forth, and secure with a bungee cord, which is one reason I never leave the Ts out there unsupervised. Anyway, there was the lattice panel in its way and the baby couldn't figure out what to do. Finally he wiggled between the garage and the compost pile. I figured he was safe enough there, but when it came time to leave I had to slide the "gate" to the opposite side because I was afraid I'd hurt the baby. Ts never knew he was there. Cute little thing with a black cap and ears, and a little white diamond between its ears, the fur on its head really really sleek-looking. I thought wild bunnies just came in--what do they call it?--agouti; I didn't know they had other markings even as babies (like fawns).
I went out about 45 minutes ago to turn off the sprinkler and let the Ts have a last run around. While they were running, I put the nozzle on the hose and started watering plants in the raised bed. The rose got skipped because there was a baby bunny hiding under it (I hope he's not making a meal of rose leaves). This was a different one--no white spot on its head, and all one color all over. I don't think either of the Ts ever knew he was there. They sit so still--I only noticed this one because it jumped a bit when the cold water fell on it (as I would do if cold water fell on me!), then froze again.
I'm worrying about Timber--he'd lost about 5 pounds last time we were at the vet, and he's not eating very well. This is the dog I always said "If ever he doesn't eat, take him to the vet--something's wrong." He eats, but he's not polishing his bowl like he usually does. I hope he's all right.
Monday, June 11, 2007
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I hope he's alright too!
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