Friday, May 18, 2012
When we moved into our house last August, it wasn't long before we noticed that we had a little furry friend that liked to frequent our "park-like" (as described by the seller's agent) backyard. It wasn't Tessa, of course; it was a cute little fuzzy bunny.
We spotted him (her? who knows) every once in a while, hopping along through our grass, near our bushes, under our trees. We saw him less during the winter months, but as the weather grew warmer again, the sightings increased. Then, within the last few days, it started to seem like this bunny was everywhere.
You know that saying, "multiply like rabbits"? Yeah, well... you know what's coming next, don't you?
There are multiple bunnies.
|They look a lot like this guy (Credit: Wikipedia)|
I quickly walked downstairs to alert Michael to the bunny baby boom, then went back upstairs to get my butt in the shower. It was getting late now.
But then I took one more look out the window and OH MY GOD THERE WERE FOUR BUNNIES.
We have a bunny infestation, y'all.
I like them as much as I can like a wild furry creature. I mean, out of all types of infestations to have, I'm happy to have bunnies, of all things. But, uh... what do we do?
A few weeks back, we were talking to our next door neighbor and somehow got on the subject of the wild little rabbit we had seen many times before. He actually said to us, "You guys have to be careful about your deck. A few years back, the previous owners had a problem with a bunch of bunnies living under there." At the time, we were all, "Oh, really?" and kind of brushed it off.
Apparently, bunnies find our deck (and our yard) to be quite a cozy home.
Michael did some research this morning and it seems that there isn't really an easy way to get rid of them. Some solutions involve moth balls, or predator urine. Which begs the question: where the hell do you buy predator urine? Plus, Tessa would have a BALL rolling around in that. Yum.
We're leaning toward trying out my mom's tender heart trap and then driving the bunny wayyyyy down the road to the country and setting him/her free. And then repeating that step into infinity until we somehow capture them all.
Gahhh. Let the adventure begin.
Has anyone ever had their yard overtaken by rabbits? How did you handle it? Any advice?
(Also, did you know that "dag nabbit" derives from "dang rabbit" from the old Bugs Bunny cartoons? You learn something new every day.)