If I have half a chance I grab it, rabbit run...

We had near disaster on Sunday.

Rabbits discovered hole under shed on Saturday. Si and I ran around like lunatics trying to find them, and I had just left the garden to look down the drive, when I spotted a wee white bum tail sticking out under the shed. It took Eilidh and me an hour to entice them out and stick them back in their shed! Bad Buns.

Last night though in the midst of Firework Hell (Our neighbours were letting off rockets right left and centre - three hit my car) Blue disappeared. We thought we had covered the hole and had looked as far as we could see under the shed, with no sign of him. Eilidh decided that he had gotten out into Christine's garden next door, so we headed off and looked round, but with no success and the biggest fear that they would have escaped from Christine's garden into the playing field beyond. Steven and I wandered round the park but with no obvious sign of the rabbit and so we came back resigned to the fact that we may have lost a Bun.

Steven however was having none of it and began to move the wood piled up along side the shed, and managed to wheedle out posts which were stashed under the shed. Then a shout went up! He found him. Sitting bang slap in the middle of the ground under the shed, inbetween the sleepers. Wee buggar.

Steven sat outside until the cheeky bun decided to try and make a break for it, at which point Stevo rugby tackled him and threw him quite undignified back into his bed.

One Found Bun

Two Relieved weans!