The tractor dug up some bunnies. I'm sorry to say that the nest was destroyed, but 3 managed to hop quickly to safety. We went back and started digging by hand and managed to dig up another one. The kids were super excited. With the nest wrecked, mama won't come back and with a hail storm looming, they quickly found a home in my laundry basket in the sunroom. Princess and I made a mad dash to the store to pick up a bottle and bunny milk. On the way, we decided to name the furry little ones.....let's see.....what do you name 4 bunnies? Flopsy, Mopsy, Cottontail and Peter of course! Then the phone rang, "managed to find another one!" Rejoicing, then the realization that our naming scheme had been compromised. #5 became Oswald.
They've become my constant companions for the next few weeks. Even though mama bunny only feeds them twice a day, we know they don't nurse from the bottle as well as they would mama so we've got four feedings a day going to keep their strength up. Seems to be working because they're already becoming much more active. Hand rearing wild babies is always a risky business, I keep reminding the kids (myself too I suppose). But we're dedicated to doing our best and enjoying them while we can. 5 more weeks and we'll help them find their bunny friends and their own nest outdoors.
bottle feeding a bunny is no easy task!
sleepy bunnies...sweet dreams
bunny pile!
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