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Rabbit Run
Matthew cobbled together a run for the rabbits. My mother, who pays him £12 an hour, got fractious about how long it was taking. We had a conversation that went a bit like this...
My mother (peevishly): Are you going to see what Matthew is doing?
Me (standing my ground)): No, I'm cooking lunch.
My Mother: But he's spending all this time making a run for your rabbits when he should be cutting my grass. Don't you think you should check?
Me (angry now but trying not to show it): No. I'm not going to go and harass him. I don't do that sort of thing. Besides it's raining. He won't be cutting the grass anyway.
At which point- before things could get really unpleasant- we heard the lawn-mower starting up.
The completed run is a splendid piece of improvisation, assembled from oddments of wood and wire and corrugated iron. It'll stop the rabbits from wandering and give them access to a large area of grass, but we won't be able to let them use it unless we're standing guard against predators. Yesterday we saw a fox on the front lawn exiting through the shrubbery with a baby wild rabbit in its jaws. Also, Matthew tells us, West Kent has a growing population of buzzards.
My mother (peevishly): Are you going to see what Matthew is doing?
Me (standing my ground)): No, I'm cooking lunch.
My Mother: But he's spending all this time making a run for your rabbits when he should be cutting my grass. Don't you think you should check?
Me (angry now but trying not to show it): No. I'm not going to go and harass him. I don't do that sort of thing. Besides it's raining. He won't be cutting the grass anyway.
At which point- before things could get really unpleasant- we heard the lawn-mower starting up.
The completed run is a splendid piece of improvisation, assembled from oddments of wood and wire and corrugated iron. It'll stop the rabbits from wandering and give them access to a large area of grass, but we won't be able to let them use it unless we're standing guard against predators. Yesterday we saw a fox on the front lawn exiting through the shrubbery with a baby wild rabbit in its jaws. Also, Matthew tells us, West Kent has a growing population of buzzards.
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You 'll have to have a barrel of patience to live with your mum...but that's the way of things.
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The run sounds wonderful!
Foxes and buzzards! Oh my!
(hugs)
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I never realized protecting rabbits, while allowing them an enjoyable life, was so much effort. (Of course, here in Denver there are no stray cats -- but plenty of coyotes.)
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