131) Rascally Rabbits
The family that lived in the house next door to us had two young daughters who had pet rabbits. The girls did not like to keep them in the cages all the time and they wandered all over their yard. As rabbits are in the habit of doing, they were prone to multiply. At first the girls were able to sell the baby bunnies to good homes, but as time went by they were giving them away to anyone who would take them.
One afternoon our dog Muffin was barking and scratching at some timber pallets that Jonny had stored behind his workshop. When we went to investigate we could see that there was a rabbit behind there. I locked Muffin inside the house and called the girls from next door to come and rescue their pet. They came and retrieved her but in a few days she was back again. We went through this procedure a couple of times and Muffin got used to the visitor and gave up barking when she came over so Cotton Tail (the girl’s name for her) became CT to us and wandered between the two houses at will. For the most part Muffin just ignored her but the dog from the house on the other side would make a terrible racket when he saw CT so she tended to stay away from that yard but would sometimes go for a walk across to the other side of the road and became quite careful of the traffic.
After a little while CT started bringing her boy friend to visit us as well. We called him Boyo. Not long after that there was a happy event and eight baby bunnies where born. They were ever so sweet but even the girls who loved them all so much realised that things were getting out of hand and something had to be done. Before a solution was found some dogs got in and killed CT and her babies but Boyo was too smart for them and he survived. The girls’ father decided that the rabbits must go and he started collecting them and taking them up to the countryside in the Drakensburg Mountains and setting them free there. They came to collect Boyo but he did not wish to go to the country. He was a smart city rabbit and had no intention of being shipped off to possibly becoming a tasty meal for one of the many hawks and eagles that lived there. It was decided that as one male rabbit alone could not do much harm we would keep him and he could live with us. The girls brought over half a bag of rabbit pellets that they had left over but he didn’t like them. He much preferred a slice of bread or some fresh fruit or vegetables. Carrots and cabbage were his favourites. He also liked to nibble on the avocado pears that fell off the tree. Every time he saw Jonny he expected to be fed and would come running up to him. He came when called and liked to be petted. He was very popular with any visiting children and so we were pleased that the people who bought our house had a little boy who would enjoy Boyo and we included him in the price of the house.
One afternoon our dog Muffin was barking and scratching at some timber pallets that Jonny had stored behind his workshop. When we went to investigate we could see that there was a rabbit behind there. I locked Muffin inside the house and called the girls from next door to come and rescue their pet. They came and retrieved her but in a few days she was back again. We went through this procedure a couple of times and Muffin got used to the visitor and gave up barking when she came over so Cotton Tail (the girl’s name for her) became CT to us and wandered between the two houses at will. For the most part Muffin just ignored her but the dog from the house on the other side would make a terrible racket when he saw CT so she tended to stay away from that yard but would sometimes go for a walk across to the other side of the road and became quite careful of the traffic.
After a little while CT started bringing her boy friend to visit us as well. We called him Boyo. Not long after that there was a happy event and eight baby bunnies where born. They were ever so sweet but even the girls who loved them all so much realised that things were getting out of hand and something had to be done. Before a solution was found some dogs got in and killed CT and her babies but Boyo was too smart for them and he survived. The girls’ father decided that the rabbits must go and he started collecting them and taking them up to the countryside in the Drakensburg Mountains and setting them free there. They came to collect Boyo but he did not wish to go to the country. He was a smart city rabbit and had no intention of being shipped off to possibly becoming a tasty meal for one of the many hawks and eagles that lived there. It was decided that as one male rabbit alone could not do much harm we would keep him and he could live with us. The girls brought over half a bag of rabbit pellets that they had left over but he didn’t like them. He much preferred a slice of bread or some fresh fruit or vegetables. Carrots and cabbage were his favourites. He also liked to nibble on the avocado pears that fell off the tree. Every time he saw Jonny he expected to be fed and would come running up to him. He came when called and liked to be petted. He was very popular with any visiting children and so we were pleased that the people who bought our house had a little boy who would enjoy Boyo and we included him in the price of the house.
C.T. and Boyo
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