Yesterday morning I awoke to an unexpected series of events. I remember it like it was yesterday. My dog, The Gus Man, was pawing at a patch of grass in the back lawn rather peculiarly. I went over to investigate and to my surprise I found a small nest of baby creatures. I say creatures, because they were just hairless rodents in the ground – I could not identify their species at first glance, but for sure they were babies. Upon an instant replay, a series of snapchat stories, texts to my animal consultation committee and a quick assessment on the google machine, I found out, they were in fact baby bunnies. The verdict was in, I was having baby bunnies. Oh joy, oh rapture. But what to do. The answer in reality as I would learn was and is, nothing. Mother nature can care for its own quite successfully without human interference. In fact, human interference often times does more to harm wild animals than it does help. Like that time those people took selfies with the baby dolphin and it died. End of the blog. Good talk.
Nahhhhhhhhhhhh come on. Lets talk a bit more. Alright. Here we go.
So, what did I do? I removed The Gus Man from the situation and from then on ensured he was clear of the burrow, or, den, or wait, hang on, nest, it’s a nest. To aid in this I put up a small temporary fence with a few small entrances and exits for momma bun. To monitor the situation, and ensure that momma bun was still a) alive and b) caring for her babies, was place two sticks in an X pattern over-top of the nest. Now, you don’t have to use an X pattern, although I found it the easiest letter to replicate with sticks. Then, when momma bun comes back she will move the sticks to access her young and I will know she has been back to tend to them and everybody wins.
Little known facts. Rabbits often place their nests hidden in plain sight. They feed typically twice a day, once in the morning and once at night. The momma will pick her fur off her chest and pack the nest to keep her young warm. There’s a lot more, but you can go to your local library and access their internet to find out more.
Analysis. I have put my X across the nest, the dog is inside, the makeshift fence has been put in place…..now……we wait. April 11th – Blue Jays home opener. God they’ve been bad. Anyways, home opener. Game on. And then, from the window, I see her. The momma bun. Oh my lanta. Its happening. To the nest she goes after admiring my use of zip ties. Bounce, bounce, bounce. I stood in the window for what seemed like 15 minutes and watched her navigate the situation, remove the top layers of her nest, feed her young, cover it back up and with that. she was on her way. That evening I awoke to heavy rainfall. It was a cold rain. I could tell. So cold and so heavy. I feared for my young. Wont they drown? I found myself googling this very thing in the wee hours of the morning. Legitimately concerned. They did not drown, they lived. Since then, I have monitored them making sure all is good and that momma is returning and that no damage has happened to the nest from predators. Ultimately, I have been a spectator to what nature does best.
Whats the point. I don’t know. But the point is that I have really enjoyed watching nature in my little backyard. In some small way I feel I have been able to help, without, helping? Question mark? A small fence, I kept the dog away, not a lot of effort, right? Like, you could handle that? Alas, though so minuscule it brought me a great deal of pleasure and a feeling of accomplishment knowing that the mother was returning, that the young were protected and that there would soon be baby buns running about. Every morning and night I would check the nest and be very happy to see that everything was status quo. I like nature and I think you should too. Or at least respect it. Ya know?
Take a second to enjoy something totally out of your control and let it be out of your control.
This has been a blog. I think.
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