“Death is natural and necessary, but not just. It is a random force of nature; survival is equally accidental. Each loss is an occasion to remember that survival is a gift.” ~Harriet McBryde Johnson
We found this cute little guy in our yard a few months ago. He would scoot through the flowers and weeds from one side of the house to the other and into the back yard. Apparently, this baby was an orphan. We are guessing the mama rabbit was killed by one of the three neighborhood cats that run loose.
He tried to seek shelter in the drain pipe but couldn’t keep his footing as it’s all uphill for such a little one.
We watched to see if the mama returned. When she didn’t we brought the bunny inside and attempted to feed it formula with a small bottle. We happened to still have these from when we rescued the pinkies last year. Anyway, the bunny would not partake of the milk from the bottle. We read up on bunny rescue, and found the bunny might not be as young as we thought. We were told to release it and see if it was thriving on it’s own. We set out a small bowl of water. We found a few areas around the house that appeared to be nesting areas (grassed smoothed down and bits of downy fur). Often the mama rabbits only come back at night to feed their young.
Wylie truly wanted to be friends. The bunny was reluctant. We couldn’t blame the little guy for being intimidated.
We continued to see our bunny for about a week. He seemed to be thriving and getting quite agile. One night around midnight we heard a loud squeal and a ruckus in the vicinity of our side flower garden. The next morning, the bunny was no where to be found. Whether the culprit was a cat or maybe an owl, I don’t know. No matter, we were sad the little guy didn’t make it.
Sprite’s Keeper: Picture Rssay