Tonight is the only night we are going to be home this week. As such, it became a night to do some yard work. Preston was weed whipping, Quincy was mowing. I was cooking dinner. Carlos was losing his sanity in the back yard. He was so tiny last summer, I just assumed he was freaking over the lawnmower. After a while, I grew tired of listening to him barking, and sent Saige out to the back yard to retrieve him. That is when she came back all upset. Carlos was barking at a baby rabbit he found. He grabbed it and ran when he saw her coming. She rescued it. I explained it will most likely die. That didn’t stop her from insisting we try to save it. A little while later, the entire scenario repeated itself. A second rabbit was saved from the mighty, great wabbit hunter. Carlos lost a few points in Saige’s eyes tonight. I honestly do not believe these babies will make it, but the girls are trying hard. They have been rescued, fed some of the bottle baby’s goat milk, and safely stashed away in a box in Quincy’s room. Lessons were learned last week, when Jewwy ate a freshly hatched chick right out of the incubator. We are hoping, at the very least to keep them safe from dog and cat jaws! Time will tell.
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