Fudge and the Rabbit!!!

We have another rabbit in our yard and I feel the same about that rabbit as I do about an uninvited guest. It is making my life a living hell. Now, don’t get me wrong, I like rabbits. Over the years, I have become quite fond of Thumper and Bugs Bunny. I always liked Bug’s sense of humor and the way he made Elmer Fudd look like a moron. That rabbit sure could make me laugh. Unfortunately, the rabbit we have in our yard does not seem to have the same wit or intelligence. It just keeps coming back despite the fact that we have shooed it away repeatedly, stomped around to scare it before we let the dogs out, and pleaded with it to vamoose. My husband tried to name our own pet rabbit Stew, but this one we have added “pid” to the end of Stew and come up with an even better name for this little guy.

Last night was the last straw. My husband has been out of town the past two nights and I have gotten up with these dogs at least three times each night. Fudge is beside herself all day looking out our foyer window as that rabbit comes in and out of our yard like he owns the joint. Fudge is my dog that loves a long nap, but now she has turned into this vigilant beast that runs from window to window in the hopes of getting a better glimpse of her arch nemesis. She has taken to letting out these whines while checking the perimeter that really grates on my nerves. Vern, meanwhile, is along for the ride. I don’t even know if he realizes what is causing all this turmoil, but he wants in on the action. I just imagine him saying, “Dude, this is rad, fer sure,” to Fudge as he follows along behind her. He also likes to play his own little game called, “Stalk and Pounce on Fudge,” as she waits for that rabbit to make a move. Usually, Fudge is not receptive to this game.

This morning after having to get up at 1:30 am, 5:30 am, and 7:00 am because Fudge sensed that the rabbit was on the move and Vern felt it necessary to come tell me and include me in the fun, I am sad to say I am hoping that rabbit meets his maker soon. I am sorry, but I think I could be scaring our neighbors with my morning cries of, “Get out of my yard or I will release the Hounds of Baskerville!” and god forbid they look out their window and see me in the get up I had on this morning. My hair looked like it had not been combed since March, I accessorized my terry cloth robe with a Land’s End striped scarf because I couldn’t find my robe belt, and I had on rubber boots found at the last minute at the front door. I am also starting to scare myself because I hear myself saying to a DOG, "Fudge, the rabbit has gone night night." Maybe it is sleep deprivation that is making me sound heartless, so I will amend that to say, “I hope the rabbit finds the rabbit of his/her dreams and they decide to travel the world and leave today.” It surely cannot take two rabbits that long to pack and hit the road.

Meanwhile, if anyone has any ideas about relocating a rabbit, it would be most appreciated by the neighbors and me. We are desperate. I just know that vindictive rabbit is out there somewhere doing this:

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Permalink Reply by F, Calla & Luca on July 20, 2011 at 4:23pm

There is a bright side : ) I didn't think so when I had to give the squirrel it's send off.

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Permalink Reply by Donna K & Quincy on July 20, 2011 at 9:13am

Laurie, I just got up from my 2 hr nap after my 12 hr night shift turned in to 16 hrs after 2 sick calls that couldn't be replaced. Is it mean of mean to wish that those 2 people are actually sick and not just playing hookey? I don't have any witty replies as my brain is not awake just yet. I found 2 home remedies that sound interesting.
Do you, Fudge or Vern need a haircut? Scattering human and dog hair around your plants may repel rabbits, they are very sensitive to smell and they will leave immediately out of fear. If you do not have a dog, perhaps a neighbor or relative can provide dog hair or a trip to the groomer to collect some hair instead of get rid of some may be in order. That should earn you a few interesting looks.
The other option is to down a few bottles of Vernors and place the empty glass soda bottles around with the tops poking up. You can secure these bottles in the ground by digging a small hole and inserting the bottle so that just the top 2 or 3 inches stick up. Rabbits fear the sound that the bottle tops make when the wind whistles through them. Of course with this method you do run the risk that Fudge may also find this new sound another source of entertainment.
I just had typed this and then accidently deleted it all, I really hate when I do that. Wash my mouth out with soap, I said a bad word.
Now I've said bad words before and the other day at work, it was a bad day, I uttered a bad word only to turn around and find Sister Mary, our RC Chaplin standing behind me. I apologized and she just gave me a big hug and told me not to worry she had heard worse.
Now a rabbits foot is supposed to be good luck and if Fudge catches up with him, that's four feet, you could have a lot of good luck coming your way. Of course it won't be such good luck for the rabbit.

If the dogs should catch that rabbit, I say cook him up, and the dogs can rename him dinner.

Thank you for the laugh, I really needed it.

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Permalink Reply by Laurie, Fudge, and Vern on July 20, 2011 at 1:18pm

Donna, The hair idea is a good idea. I will wait until my DH goes to sleep tonight and snip off a few locks. He won't know what hit him.....LOL. I am thinking bottles poking up out of the yard might scare Vern and the sound would probably send my ChickenDoodle over the edge. I am sorry you have had some bad days at work. I say bad words all the time, but luckily have never turned around to find a nun. YET!! Get some rest and thank you!

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Permalink Reply by Melody & Bruin on July 20, 2011 at 5:06pm

OMG (oops, OMD) ....I am crying at these conversations and I am only halfway through! Ahhh, after a LONG hard day at work, nothing better than a glass of wine and DK - thank you, thank you! (I am gonna finish reading now)

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Permalink Reply by Michele, Biscuit & Mo on July 20, 2011 at 10:26am

Laurie, your outfit sounds quite similar to something that Elmer Fudd would wear.

In Arizona, it's lizards, not bunnies. Penny goes out of her mind every summer.

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Permalink Reply by Laurie, Fudge, and Vern on July 20, 2011 at 1:20pm

Now, lizards would freak me out more than a sweet stinker of a bunny :) I guess I should count my blessings.

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Permalink Reply by Jane Smith on July 20, 2011 at 1:29pm

The first thing Lucy does when we let her in the yard is run around the perimeter looking for lizards on the wall. She has chased many, but hasn't caught any yet. There is one huge one (I named him Roscoe) that has lived in our yard since we had it built 9 years ago. He is pretty large now and I fear Lucy might do him in pretty soon. I usually clap my hands or yell as I open the door to give the poor lizards enough warning to scale the wall and get the heck out of there.