Halloween 2023: Work Continues

So. I spent a lot of the day in the basement, working with these supplies. And it seems like all I did was make a few prototypes of Halloween anuses. Because let’s be honest, this is what they look like.
So. I spent a lot of the day in the basement, working with these supplies. And it seems like all I did was make a few prototypes of Halloween anuses. Because let’s be honest, this is what they look like.
There’s this decent sized divot in the neighbor’s yard, where I think this bunny is nestled. I’m not sure if the areas was the site of a nest, but this bunny really, really likes this spot.
Tonight, Hugo was in rare form… and was digging around a lot in the litter box.
The audio is tough, so you’ll really need to turn things up a lot to hear it. But I think you can catch just a little bit. At the end, she wakes up and pulls away… but it’s still a win to me, because I got to hold her as she was sleeping. Just for a little bit.
I’m starting to wonder if this is actually a guy, and possibly more a gal. And if there’s a warren nearby somewhere. This bunny seems to be very present in our yard in the evenings, and occupies the same spot.
Nothing quite compares to the amazing show we got back in July. But we do have some small hawks in the area, and there’s at least one cat that prowls around. So there are a few things that could go wrong for these little guys.
Liz and I went together with the bunnies to Ness Exotics. Both were there to get a vaccination shot for a particularly scary disease, that has officially cropped up in Illinois: Rabbit Hemorrhagic Disease.
Hugo is a pretty chill rabbit, but it’s always funny to remember just how sizable he is (especially compared to Daisy). I feel like those ears could pick up stealth bomber activity, over the Eastern seaboard.
I know that when rabbits flop, it’s a sign they’re comfortable and at ease. Usually wary of predators, flopping on their side means they’re not concerned and feel safe.
There’s a part of me that wonders if it’s Daisy’s age getting to her, that she just needs more rest on her side. Either way though, it’s still lovely to see. And to get the sense that she feels safe and at ease with us, in our house.
I was filling up some watering cans, to water the plants on our front porch… and looked up to see these guys, in the distance. One of them eventually came over and started down the driveway towards me. I was actually shocked to see just how close he came to me. And got a bit of it on video.
Spotted both bunnies, stretched out and relaxed. Liz and I were both remarking: “Check out those gams!”
It’s been a few mornings like this, and this new ritual feels remarkably nice. As the coffee is brewing, I’m out in my backyard… the air is still cool, with dew still on the ground.
For the most part, they’ve not done too much damage to the flowers and plants (though there was some nibbling on the apple trees). Still, it’s nice to see the area with more rabbits. I always joke that they know Liz lives here, and are stopping by to pay their respects. It’s very much a bunny house, inside and out.
As we were sitting on the back porch, Liz pointed out that this rabbit was pretty content to just sit in one spot. In fact, it was cleaning itself for a long while… but ended up just plopping right there, on the border of our neighbor’s yard.
Liz theorized that this was a momma bunny, and there was a warren nearby she was protecting.
Closer to 7:30 PM, Hugo deftly navigating the draped blanket and the top of a cardboard tunnel.