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June 20, 2010
June 19, 2010
June 18, 2010
Bunny napper
I can think of nothing but bunnies.
When I am home I am looking out the window to see that nothing is bothering the bunnies or if the momma bunny is visiting the nest, or if the storm is drowning them, or if the sun is too hot, or if the air is too cold, and on and on. If I am away from home I am wondering if they are okay, if the devil is bothering them or if one of the neighborhood cats or worse, the fox, has discovered them. I am worried that the lawn guys will forget about them and squish them.
They keep ending up out of the little fenced in area of the nest. I didn't think it was the devil because she doesn't look guilty every time I hunt them down in the grass (which is getting kind of long and easy for a 2 inch long bunny to hide in around the un-mowed nest area) she doesn't look guilty at all.
Evan got home before me today and called me in a panic because none of the bunnies were in the nest when he got home from school and he (says that he) caught the devil with one in her mouth AGAIN. It was unharmed. I suspect the devil wants to be their mom because (see photo above) she doesn't hurt them at all and also because when I pulled in to the driveway and I sat in the car for a second gathering the emotional strength to go on a bunny hunt, fearing the worst of course, the devil greeted me with her version of an olive branch. It was very sweet. So I choose to think of the devil as a bunny napper, you know the kind of napper that steals a kid because they don't have a kid and raises the stolen kid as their own, as opposed to a serial bunny muncher, who might find baby bunnies to be a tasty high protein treat, and just can't stop getting caught red handed while attempting to eat them, but safely before she takes the actual first bite. It helps me sleep at night.
Then, later tonight, when we got home from dinner out, we inadvertently scared the mama away from the nest, but I noticed that the babies had big round bellies, so I am assuming that they had already been nursed. We watched as the biggest of the babies, the one Matt calls Biff, crawled/jumped/flipped himself out of the nest (all with his eyes still closed) and to the grassy area where I keep finding them every time I put their fuzzy little sweet cutenesses back into the nest. I think I have to let them be, step back, let it go, relax, relinquish control to the universe. But seriously? They are SO CUTE I could cuddle and nuzzle them all day. Except I don't because I secretly fear I am going to catch something from them, so I just put them back into the nest and run inside to wash my hands for the bajillionth time.
Tomorrow I will take more photos (if I can find the bunnies in the forest of grass surrounding the nest in the morning) they have grown quite a bit in the 2 days I have been obsessing about observing them. Their ears are becoming more pronounced and their fur is even changing to a lighter color. Maybe their eyes will open! It's so exciting. I just love those little guys.
June 16, 2010
Casey Kasem bunny
Late last night the devil came in from her last chance pee with something in her mouth. I didn't notice the thing in her mouth until the devil put the thing down on the rug and made it scream it's little lagomorpha head off. The sight of something furry-ish screaming on my den rug made me scream, which made the devil back away, which made me jump off the couch and gather the previously screaming bundle of fetal lagomorpha up in a paper towel. It was unharmed.
To make a long story short, I had no idea what it was. It's a bunny. Matt named him Casey Kasem, because my kids love to imitate Casey Kasem. I sent him off to an animal rehabilitation center today. Then my doctor's secretary told me to look for a nest.
I found an empty nest. It looked like the devil had maybe dug it out. Then I found 5 other baby bunnies scattered on the lawn. The rehabilitation center told me to put Casey Kasem's siblings back in the nest and cover them with the grass and fur that that the mama bunny had collected. But not before I snapped this next shot.
My neighbor lent me some fencing that would keep the devil away and that the mama bunny could jump through. Then Matt read me something off of the web that said that Mama rabbits stay away from the nest so as not to attract predators and only spend 5 minutes a day at the nest. I took some string and draped it across the opening so I could tell if the mama took care of her babies. I was worried that she might reject them because two were kind of dog spit crunchy as if the devil had been licking them too. (I think she has a maternal instinct) but then, because I could not take my eyes off the back yard (don't ask what time I finally served dinner tonight!) I saw the mama rabbit circling the fencing and sure enough after about 15 minutes of gradually getting closer and closer the mama rabbit hopped into the nest and spent 5 minutes caring for her young before hopping away again.
I was so relieved. I feel kind of guilty for not knowing about the nest when I brought Casey Kasem to the rehab. I hope the mama bunny isn't too frantic wondering where her 6th baby is. Also, I hope Casey makes it. He was kind of small to be on his own.
June 15, 2010
helium and bohemian rhapsody
I had the kind of afternoon that makes a mom wish she could stop time and stay in this moment forever. We all laughed and giggled and Evan sang bohemian rhapsody in a helium voice. The sun was shining. The kids were all home, and we were all together. I took their photos. It was all good.
June 12, 2010
NOW 6/12 I'm eating cauliflower
I'm not a big fan of cauliflower. The cranial sacral therapist told me to eat lots of cauliflower for it's anti cancer properties. She said I should think of it as medication and suggested I eat it with each meal including breakfast. I bought one the first week and it sat and sat there, but in my own defense it was my nauseated week. She asked me if I had been eating it when I saw her the next time and I admitted that I hadn't and she told me I was paying her for her services I should take her advice. Today is day 2 of eating cabbage. Conveniently I am nauseated again.
I had to move my car seat closer to the steering wheel because there is a significantly less amount of padding on my back pushing me toward the front of the car these days. I've known about the steering wheel for a while now, and yet I was shocked when scrolling through some photos one of Glory's friend's posted on facebook from Glory's party. Even though I knew it was me (since out of the 15 guests in attendance that night there were only 4 not bleached blondes, and one was Kitten who has curly hair, one was wildmom who has a gorgeous to die for head of thick lush wavy red hair, and one lady was a Chinese woman with glossy black hair) because I'm the one brown haired lady in attendance, I looked at this photo, and it was kind of great because even though it is a photo of my not looking like a trucker/linebacker/eastern european olympic weight lifter back, I could tell (before I blurred out the two others because I don't post w/o permission) we were all laughing about something and I was "normal" looking. Want to see? Cause I totally stole it off of facebook for you.....
I'm pretty pumped. I still have a way to go, but I look human again.