Wordless Wednesday…baby

Posted: July 2, 2014 in Animals, Wordless Wednesday
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  1. QwenL says:

    cutie 🙂 It’s nice that it didn’t hop away when you took the shot. 🙂

    • It was such a baby that it let me get within a few feet without even moving. Just hope it doesn’t stay that trustful as it probably won’t be around for long if it does. But what a cutie!

      janet

  2. Madhu says:

    Adorable! 🙂

  3. Such an adorable little face. 🙂

  4. Gina says:

    I think we’ll call this baby Precious. I shared this cuteness to FB.

  5. brainsnorts says:

    a couple of months ago i was raking up an area of my yard in which i was going to – and did – plant my favorite tree, the october glory maple, and a circle of flowers. as i was raking up some dead weeds and grass, four baby rabbits shot from a hole that was well hidden nearby. three went around the side of the house into the yard, where there are many places that i created for just such animals to find shelter. for example, when i took a tree down last year, i placed the chunks of trunk in such a way that leaves and grass clippings have gathered to make a great little town for squirrels, rabbits, chipmunks, etc.

    back to the four bunnies. three ran to safety, to the right, around the house to the yard. one ran left. to the left was the street, which it safely crossed, and i relaxed but only for a moment because it was then walking along the curb that was too high despite its attempts to leap up and possibly run to someone else’s yard. it hopped along the curb, up but then falling to the side, again, again, and i watched and ran as it neared a sewer. then i jumped into the sewer, which was about a four-foot drop. arriving too late, i crouched, shaded my eyes, and looked for it in the sewer.

    there was a landing area, maybe 3 x 4 feet. it wasn’t just water, but there was some shallow water and some places on which something could be safe. packed leaves, trash, and thickness of something unpleasant. i looked for the bunny but couldn’t see it anywhere. possible it had blended in well, possible the sun’s glare wouldn’t allow me to focus. possible it had retreated into the sewer pipe and out of view.

    i called the town, but they said there was nothing they could do about it. i thought about trying to fit down there, but i was sure that even if i saw it, the bunny would just run away from me. the guilt still pangs me occasionally, just like the squirrel that was on the sidewalk when i was about 10 and riding my bike, which scared the squirrel to run into the street where it was hit by a car. i buried it, and i didn’t want to ride my bike for a long time.

    • Rich, those sorts of things can haunt you for a very long time, even when you know you couldn’t do anything or help in any way. Many years ago, my mom and I were driving along a two-lane highway and a dog shot out of a farm driveway and right into our car. That took some getting over, too.

      When I was mowing at our house in Cleveland, there was a hole in the front yard where a branch had hit when a tree was being taken down. The company hadn’t filled it and I hadn’t gotten around to it yet. There was fluffy, leafy stuff over it and it seemed to me that it quivered when I got close with the mower. Turns out that there were baby bunnies in there. I peered in and there they were, sure they couldn’t be seen. I avoided that spot and not too many days later, they were gone, probably out ravaging the gardens of the neighborhood.

      Kudos for you for leaving places for the animals to live. Hopefully you’ll not get any racoons or other destructive animals there.

      janet

  6. Eek, what an adorable find! I can’t believe how close you were able to get… I’m always such a clumsy, lumbering jerk that I scare critters off from miles away.

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