Be vewy vewy quiet, I’m hunting wabbits

on Aug 28 in General by

Anthony, our next door neighbour, recently told us that he feels a bloodbath is inevitable. He’s even starting to think it would be better to get it all out of the way sooner rather than later. From our perspective however we would rather it didn’t happen at all; or if it does we’d rather that members of our household aren’t implicated in the murder.

The neighbours have recently got a rabbit. I think its name is Thumper or Bugs or something like that. Our dog Holly thinks its name is Dinner, or at least Chew Toy. It must be said that she isn’t the only one with this attitude; the neighbours’ two dogs, Barney and Jess, appear to have similar thoughts on the matter.

The rabbit is regularly let out for a bit of exercise in the garden. Lisa and Anthony have been very kind in letting Amy come over when this happens. She likes “helping” clean it out, and also searching for it as it hops around between their various pots and tubs. She enjoys it even more when Lisa’s three year old niece, Eve, is visiting as, together, they can harass the poor bunny using pack tactics.

Unfortunately all this activity has drawn Holly’s attention to the rabbit’s existence. Now every time we let her out in the garden she shoots straight to the gate in order stare intently at the hutch. If nothing else we now know that she hasn’t got any latent Jedi powers, as if she did the poor creature would have been levitated towards her by sheer force of will.

Things are even worse when the rabbit is actually out. We’ve seen Holly jump into trees after squirrels and so take little comfort from the four foot high fence that separates Lisa and Anthony’s garden from ours. Every muscle in her body tenses, her ears go back, and she transforms into the wolf her genes tell her she once was. Any semblance of obedience goes out of the window and we have to physically drag her back inside. We are now in the process of negotiating some sort of signalling device to warn us when the rabbit is loose. Despite this however I think Anthony is right, it’s only going to be a matter of time until there is some sort of atrocity.

I just hope it’s his dogs that are the perpetrators and not mine.

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