Just a little while ago the girls and I went out back to harvest the strawberries which are quite bountiful at the moment. While we were picking we noticed that a lot of strawberries had nibbles taken out of them. We were confused as to how our berries were being consumed given that we have a wire fence going around them to keep them safe from nibbling creatures.
A few minutes into picking, I was a bit startled when I saw something furry inches away from my hand. Remember, my mom raised me to believe that every wild animal has rabies. After letting out a scream, I took a moment to compose myself and get a closer look at the furry creature. It was a baby bunny. I managed to pet the poor, scared animal on the back. It brought back memories of our bunny, Oswald, who passed away three years ago. I was hoping to remove this little bunny from our garden but he decided to bolt through the berry plants. Eventually he left the garden or found a very good hiding place. I hope he grows very fast so he can no longer fit through the fence.
Despite our furry friend feasting on the berries we still brought in a nice heaping mixing bowl full of delicious strawberries. I'm looking forward to many more.
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:) hahahahaha rabies ;)
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