My husband does not like to mow the lawn even though he has a super duper, Hustler, professional, riding lawn mower. His back problems intensify while riding through our bumpy lawn, so, he rationalizes that it is better to keep the grass longer to keep it from burning from the intense summer heat we experience.
This past weekend, he knew that he absolutely could not procrastinate any longer as the grass was growing too thick and tall. I complained about the possibility of being bitten by a snake, as a friend of his did while walking through her yard. She is still in hospital after the snake was identified as a pygmy rattler. Her liver is deteriorating from the anti-venom treatment, or so the physicians surmise.
Back to our yard… So, as Harry was mowing the lawn, and I trimmed the huge tree branches which I had cut down a month or so ago, and had not finished down-sizing the branches due to dislocating my shoulder, I heard my husband yelling for me to come to him.
I dropped what I was doing and ran toward him. He pointed to the ground and there was a baby bunny. The lawnmower had come too close to the rabbit’s nest and this baby ran for its life! I tried to catch it, had it in hand several times, but, my hands have medical problems, I could not hold on to it. My husband retreated from the mower and caught the baby, “Now what do we do with it?” He asked.
I grabbed a bucket and he placed the bunny in it for safety while finishing the mowing.
We returned to our chores when moments later, I heard my husband yell for me again. He had caught another bunny. We placed it alongside its sibling in the bucket where they snuggled.
After the lawn was mowed, we carefully placed the babies back in their nest where Mama Rabbit could continue caring for them. It is a myth that the mama will abandon her babies if she smells the human scent.
Meanwhile, our old, mostly blind, dog has a fondness for baby bunnies as an appetizer. We needed to somehow secure the area surrounding the babies’ nest. Taking tomato cages, I placed them around the nest, being sure to keep areas open enough for Mama Bunny to slip into her nest.
The next morning, I checked the nest and the bunnies were gone. There was no sign of disturbance and I am confident that Mama Rabbit relocated her young ones to a safer, more secluded place.
It was a good feeling, a special moment in nature, to hold such precious, soft, innocent creatures in our hands.
Beauty is all around us! …except for snakes!!