Mitch mowed under some stuff yesterday that hasn't been mowed under for quite a while and he found a wild rabbit nest. I won't go into the details about that except we now have three baby bunnies! Yay!
Normally I would be nervous about raising wild baby animals, but there is something you probably don't know about me: I am a rabbit whisperer. I don't like to brag. I raised a wild baby bunny several years ago and it was way smaller than these babies are. He grew up and went off into the wild and I am sure fathered several generations of rabbits. These bunnies are probably his great great great great great great great great (ad infinitum) grandbunnies. I bet he is still hopping around out there somewhere remembering fondly his time with his human mother.
These babies are at least three weeks old, and would probably be fine out in the wild by themselves but there has to be some transition between being all snug in a nest to traumatically not being all snug in a nest, right? I'm going to keep them for a while, feed them some kitten formula and freshly picked dandelion greens and let them grow a little and then set them free. Maybe.
I was reading some stuff on the internet about caring for baby bunnies and one of the sites said I should let nature take its course and leave them alone because they would be better off without my interference. Maybe their mother would meet up with them again and they would be fine??? That's supposedly better than having me for a mom? Please. I might not be the greatest parent in the world but I am a way better mother than a rabbit. Has a rabbit ever successfully raised two human babies? No, but I have. And I have a dwelling free (mostly) of parasites and mosquitoes not made (primarily) with my own body hair. If a rabbit has a question about raising a rabbit, can it Google it? No. They can't even read. Can a rabbit offer these babies protection from predators (and lawnmowers)? Obviously not. Would their bio mom sit and cuddle with them while watching several episodes of Orange Is The New Black? No. Rabbits don't get Netflix. Can you imagine: No Netflix??? Jesus.
So these babies are going to hang out with me for while, burrowing deeply into my robe sleeves, eating, and growing. Then we'll see about transitioning them to the next stage in their lives which hopefully won't include getting eaten by raccoons.
Oh also, in the middle of the night I heard something on the deck so I got up to look and it was three baby raccoons eating dog food out of Maisy's dish. They were cute but fiendish.
Normally I would be nervous about raising wild baby animals, but there is something you probably don't know about me: I am a rabbit whisperer. I don't like to brag. I raised a wild baby bunny several years ago and it was way smaller than these babies are. He grew up and went off into the wild and I am sure fathered several generations of rabbits. These bunnies are probably his great great great great great great great great (ad infinitum) grandbunnies. I bet he is still hopping around out there somewhere remembering fondly his time with his human mother.
These babies are at least three weeks old, and would probably be fine out in the wild by themselves but there has to be some transition between being all snug in a nest to traumatically not being all snug in a nest, right? I'm going to keep them for a while, feed them some kitten formula and freshly picked dandelion greens and let them grow a little and then set them free. Maybe.
I was reading some stuff on the internet about caring for baby bunnies and one of the sites said I should let nature take its course and leave them alone because they would be better off without my interference. Maybe their mother would meet up with them again and they would be fine??? That's supposedly better than having me for a mom? Please. I might not be the greatest parent in the world but I am a way better mother than a rabbit. Has a rabbit ever successfully raised two human babies? No, but I have. And I have a dwelling free (mostly) of parasites and mosquitoes not made (primarily) with my own body hair. If a rabbit has a question about raising a rabbit, can it Google it? No. They can't even read. Can a rabbit offer these babies protection from predators (and lawnmowers)? Obviously not. Would their bio mom sit and cuddle with them while watching several episodes of Orange Is The New Black? No. Rabbits don't get Netflix. Can you imagine: No Netflix??? Jesus.
So these babies are going to hang out with me for while, burrowing deeply into my robe sleeves, eating, and growing. Then we'll see about transitioning them to the next stage in their lives which hopefully won't include getting eaten by raccoons.
Oh also, in the middle of the night I heard something on the deck so I got up to look and it was three baby raccoons eating dog food out of Maisy's dish. They were cute but fiendish.
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