Happy Easter, Everyone! In celebration, I'd like to share a little bunny story...
Long ago in Michigan, I hired some people to come mow my tragically overgrown lawn. In the process, they uncovered what they thought were a nest of moles. I went out to see what they were talking about and found a nest of bunnies. So, I picked all the bunnies up - because their nest was clearly wrecked - and put them in a shoebox until the mowers were finished.
I watched it to make sure the mama came back, and sure enough, she did.
Now, because I was getting ready to move and because I lived in a populated area where rabbits are likely to either become roadkill or petfood, I decided to move them out to the country where I grew up. I took the baby bunnies who were now capable of caring for themselves and placed them in a laundry basket. (Not an easy task with hyper-active baby bunnies, lemme tell ya.)
I drove them out to where I grew up. I released them into a field that would always and forever be a field, right near where the family dog was buried.
I hope they lived long lives and made loads of baby bunnies with the local rabbits. And I like to imagine that our old dog's ghost spent many happy hours chasing them through the long grass.
Happy Bunny Day, Everyone!