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Thursday, July 15, 2010

Just Call Me Mr. McGregor

Peter and I have been having a bit of a row.  He's been eyeing the garden since we first planted.  He was never afraid of us, which we should have seen as a bad sign, but he was so cute and he never caused us any trouble... until now.  You see him here enjoying my snapdragons.  I plant snapdragons purposefully because the deer won't eat them.  Apparently, bunnies do.  I guess I can excuse him because they are growing outside the garden fence.

About that garden fence....  There is a little gap under the door, so I put some bricks there to close the space up.  Just last week I found a brick had been moved.  Inside the garden I found some evidence of a munching and tasting party.  In the corners it appeared Peter had tried to escape by digging through the quarry process.  I say "tried" because that stuff runs pretty deep.  I guess he eventually got out the way he came in.


So, I beefed up the bricks.  How could he possibly get through that now?  Well, you see the one little lone brick on the right?  Yeah, he tipped it up on it's end and burrowed underneath the door.  What you can't see here is that there are bricks on the other side of the door as well.  That is one strong little bun!  Now the bricks are stacked a little more securely, so it should be impossibly impassible.

But just the other day, as I strolled in to pick some green beans, I turned around to see that Peter had followed me in!  The nerve!  I literally chased him around the garden a bit before he scootched out the door.

He's strong, he's smart, and he's a menace, but he's still so dang cute!

9 comments:

Molly said...

Oh my goodness, too funny. I cannotbeleive the bunny would be able to move the bricks, that is crazy! That is one cute but determined bunny for sure! Can I just say how jealous I am of that garden? And Alison's, you guys are amazing. Here in AZ, we just killed our orange tree - and citrus trees are supposed to thrive here, I don't get it. Apparently it got sunburned whe weren't looking... I will attempt a garden next spring but I'm not holding my breath!

Trinyan Mariano said...

Lori--you are such a good writer. I think you should turn this anecdote into a children's story. It could be Peter Rabbit for the new century with a really nice lady who thinks rabbits are cute taking the place of the murdering farmer.

Though I will say that anytime I see a character in a literary text claim that a border is "impossibly impassible" I know we are headed for trouble. :-)

my rebel took over said...

Trin...I was thinking the same thing! This would make a great start to a children's book!

I have a feeling if we ever do end up planting a garden here, our groundhog family that lives under the shed will be a lot like Peter. Come to think of it...we've got a bunny this year that doesn't seem to mind us at all. Maybe I'll just stick to my lone container tomato plant after all!

Jenni in AZ said...

This really reminds me of a book my kids love called Muncha! Muncha! Muncha! by Candace Fleming. I highly recommend you read it. It's darling and I think you and that farmer have the same conundrum!
Maybe Peter is taking steroids?!

Polly said...

Oh, he is too cute. I couldn't be mad at him for long. That's a lot of bricks too!! wow.

Anonymous said...

I think you should make Jamima earn her Little Friskies and make her do guard duty. Lock her in that garden overnight. That bold bunny will lose some of his bravery!


Gary Myer

Trinyan Mariano said...

OOH, Gary, I love it! Great idea. Lori--I think that is a great idea for Chapter Two: Peter and Jemimah.

Lori said...

You guys are too funny! Obviously, the book would have to be a collaboration. I can't come up with the good ideas! True story, though: the bunny is gone. Mr. Foxy Whiskers has been seen roaming in the yard again.

Library Girl said...

Lori,
I put my cat's hair around the plants and the bunny seems to be staying away from my garden(the hair is also good protein for the garden so I've been told). It is hard to walk out to your garden and find something missing that you've been waiting to see bloom. My neighbor has had whole plants go missing. Bad peter!