Wednesday, September 05, 2007
Too cute to not submit to The Ark!
Guys...if you have critter photos...cute or otherwise....do consider putting them up on The Ark.
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As it happened, the morning was glossy with dew and the sun had not quite risen. John Rabbit marched Childe Rabbit into the gourd patch and said,“Look here, Childe Rabbit, I wants you to stay right here and don’t move. There’s plenty to eat and I’ll come back for you round sunset, hear? I gots me some bidness to attend to.”
Childe Rabbit nodded gravely and watched his father scramble up the bank into the wood.
Then he set about the busy business of eating. Childe Rabbit ate clover and gourd leaves and nibbled on the gourds until his little tummy was quite full. Then he settled down for a long sleep.When he awoke, the sun was high but where he rested in the gourd leaves was cool and damp. But there was a terrible noise.
Stomp, Stomp, Riiiiip! Stomp, Stomp, Riiiip!
And Childe Rabbit was sorely afeared. But he didn’t move…he was still, like his daddy taught him. But soon there were more noises!
Bark, Bark, Woof! Bark, Bark, Woof!
And Childe Rabbit was even more sorely afeared!
So he finally could stand it no longer and took off a-running!
But before his tiny legs could carry him up the bank into the woods, a great hairless thing came down and carried him far into the air!“Well, what do we have here! I do believe it is Childe Rabbit!” said a big booming voice that belonged to the farmer woman.
At this point, the Bark, Bark, Woof, Woof noises got even louder!
And Childe Rabbit was so afeared that he squeaked most pitifully. And he wet on the farmer woman’s hands.
The farmer woman took the Barkers and Woofers and put them in the house and Childe Rabbit was less afraid.
Then she put him back in the gourd patch where he had been before and called into the woods…
Oh! John Rabbit!
Come git your baby, dangnabit!
Oh! John Rabbit!
Leave your philandering ways!
So...that was today's big adventure. Saving a baby bunny from the rabbit's bane hounds...also known as Cocker Spaniels. While I don't really want to raise it...I'll keep an eye out and hopefully its mother will come collect it tonight. If not...looks like I'll have a baby bunny to raise.
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And the photos....sweet. You must have had help from someone taking them. No?
Thanks for visiting my blog recently and leaving such a nice note praising my work on the twins' story. Coming from you with your background in writing, it means a lot to me.
No, I'm afraid that's an example of my one-handed digital photography.
I'm eager to see how the twin's story works out.
I found your blog thru Dew on the Kudzu!
I loved this post, the little rabbit is a cutie and your speach pattern in the post is much like I speak...only I stand out here in Ohio as very different only having lived here 2 years...I'm a Kentucky Gal!
I hope you don't mind if I come back?
:)
Thanks for your message on my blog and on CaringBridge. We so appreciate your prayers.
Your Granny Nickols had a birthing center! ;) Very snazzy idea as I'm sure mountain women needed someone to make sure they didn't overwork themselves when they should be babymooning.
I posted before and after pictures of my half and half goat on my blog today...
OK, the comment I WAS thinking about leaving here was - my inner 6 year old will be green with envy if you end up raising a bunny. Think I left a comment on a post regarding a design for a box trap for rabbits mentioning how I wanted to catch one of the cottontails that lived in my grandparents' back yard in NJ for a pet.
My outer 40-year-old of course hopes Mama Rabbit came for CR.