Yesterday Bella flushed some very small baby bunnies from the entrance to their burrow in a planter near the front door of the house. Ingrid says there were four babies, and while one ran into the yard, the other three ran towards the door where Ingrid picked them up. There’s no question of returning them to their mother, and they are too small to live for very long outside (in fact, we are pretty sure we heard the fourth one get swooped up by an owl or a coyote or maybe even a skunk last night, those babies can really make a very loud noise).

So now we have baby cottontails to take care of:

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We only want to keep them long enough for them to get big enough to release. Right now they are terribly frightened, it’s heartbreaking, but then I suppose living in fear is the natural state for rabbits.

This morning Ingrid will call some wildlife rescue people for advice. We just need to feed them and keep them warm and safe, I reckon.