Weekday mornings are not my favorite. I have to get up at 7:30am no matter what and make breakfeast and sandwiches for Hef's Dad to take to work. Every morning I am "nudged" awake or rudely awoken by the alarm clock. Hitting Snooze works for Hef's dad but not me. I just lie there angrily closing my eyes and trying to will my body to get that 10 minutes. Then I get up and check our backyard from the upstairs window. What for?
Well for bunnies of course! Often we find one or two buns having breakfeast under our apple tree. It appears to be a Doe and her kitten much to Hef's enjoyment.Why do I feel compelled to check every morning no matter what? Well its not just a bad bunny picture taking obsession. It is because of this lady here:
Shadow the Dog will happily chase, but not catch, these rabbits until they are safe in their warren. I figure this is not how a bun wants to end its silflay. So while I make breakfeast and sandwiches I watch the rabbits, take photos and videos and wait for them to leave. Then Shadow the Dog is allowed out for her morning inspection of the property.