About a week ago, Jon and I were working downstairs in the basement. He was hanging dry wall and I was reorganizing some things I had stored down there and was bringing them up to the storage room in the loft. This means I lugged box after box up two flights of stairs. On my way back down after one load I stopped to let the dogs outside. Lucy immediately bolted off the deck chasing something, which she cornered at the edge of the deck. It would soon be all to clear that she had cornered and was quite possibly hurting an innocent bunny when I heard that familiar bunny cry. It had been almost 4 years since I had heard that sound, but I remember it very well. Jon does too I'm sure. I woke him up at 4:00 a.m. asking him to go out and check out this awful sound I kept hearing. It sounded like a baby cry or animal or something, but there was this rattling sound as well. It turned out to be a bunny who had been chased by the dogs and had run through our recently erected fence and gotten his leg caught by one of the links at the bottom of the fence. Of course, Jon would have liked to have taken care of the critter his way, but he knew that if he wanted to get back to sleep any time soon he had better do it my way. So he got his gloves on and while I held the flash light he actually took apart the links at the bottom and freed the poor, tired and injured bunny. The dogs waited patiently (not really) inside the house.
Now here were are again that same sound only this time without the fence rattle. Lucy seemed quite intent on staying right there with her new and unwilling playmate.....as I called her name frantically she wasn't budging. She was not going anywhere, even when I screamed at her.....nothing! I then turned around in the doorway and screamed for Jon, then turned back and screamed at Lucy again. I suppose I could have gone out there, but I was frozen in the doorway. I wanted the critter to be freed from her beagle captor, but I couldn't stand the thought of seeing what she might have done to the poor thing. Jon reached the top of the stairs and quickly came over to where I was standing asking what was wrong. I told him Lucy has a rabbit trapped at the fence again. He looked at me as if I had lost my mind. I told him what I had heard and seen as I kept looking back and forth toward Lucy who was still standing there guarding her prisoner. I said to him; "Well.....the poor things was crying and and Lucy wouldn't let go......and I tried to get her come and....Oh....never mind it just got through the fence and hopped off into the neighbors yard!" He shook his head and said; "I thought someone was dying!" I told him, "I did too!" The look he gave me told me that if I ever did that again, someone would be dying and it wouldn't be the rabbit!!! What can I say?? I know, I know the circle of life, but I don't want my yard or my dogs to be involved in it. They do not need to hunt for food; furthermore they do not need to cheat and use an unsuspecting fence to aid them in said hunt! I do have to say that only the beagle was involved in this incident. Of course, she as also the one who chased the ducks that landed in the yard; they flew off and she never took her eyes off of them while she chased them.....until the ran into the fence that is. Come to think of it, she also got through the fence once herself and gave the neighbor's dog her standard "bite in the butt" greeting.
I'm fairly certain that some of our neighbors think we are strange and they probably feel their suspicions are justified more than ever since now when I open the door to let the dogs out I turn on the light first then I open the door a crack and before turning the dogs loose I yell, "Run bunnies run!"
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