Someone I Want You To Meet.

This is Hopper or at least that is what I've named him. Hi Hopper!!


Hopper is a wild bunny who lives in the woods right behind our house. This picture was taken when he came incredibly close to our back porch. He must've been feeling brave that day because we have a rather large backyard and he a good distance to travel to come this close. He (or she) comes out of the woods and into our yard just about every morning around 8:30ish and every evening about 5:30ish. He loves to eat the leaves and the clover that apparently grows in our yard.

Now, how do I know what time a seemingly quiet bunny comes into our yard?? It is because our eccentric dog, Eowyn, lets us know by barking, growling, yelping, whining, busting an artery, jumping, and just making a rather annoying racket. She runs from window to window whining and yelping. She wants that bunny SOOOOO BAD!!!!! But, Mommy knows better because she has learned her lesson.

Eowyn is secured in our yard by a Petsafe Wireless Fence System That was one of the best purchases we have made in a long time. She rarely leaves the yard because her collar will give her a good jolt if she tries to go past her boundary. It has been long enough that she knows where her boundary is and rarely tests or crosses it. I can let her run outside without really caring about where she goes or how long she is out. She stays in the yard.

That is unless she sees Hopper or one of Hopper's relatives. You can't have just one bunny, right? If Eowyn sees Hopper in our yard she forgets that there is a "fence" that will shock the fool out of her until she comes back inside the boundary (the limit is 30 seconds...it is humane and approved by the ASPCA). If I let her out the door when she sees Hopper she runs with such reckless abandon after that bunny. It is almost like she was created to chase that bunny. Then Mommy has to turn off the fence and coax Eowyn back into the house which takes forever when there is a bunny on the line.

So, everyday at 8:30 am and 5:30 pm I am made aware of Hopper in the yard by my beloved, yet eccentric Jack Russell. She begs and pleads to be released but I have learned it is just better to let her be unfulfilled.

Hopper will live another day.