Lucky Bunny

I was scouting around the backside of the house looking for debris to go in the dumpster which departs tomorrow and checked the window well. Sitting at the bottom of the window well (about six feet deep) was an indignant looking bunny rabbit. Jack crawled into the window well with a box and gloves. I stood at the top of the well. Jack sort of scooped the rabbit into the box while lifting it, and I lifted from the top as soon as I could reach it. The rabbit leaped out of the box and dashed down the fence line, greatly entertaining the dogs. (We are keeping the Furry Golden Horde for the next ten days.)

Since we never ever look in that window well, I figure the rabbit was pretty lucky that I had to go to the north side of the house to look for trash. Jack went off to buy a window well cover.

A Productive Day

As a consequence of having some major house repairs done, we have had a construction dumpster by our house for a week. In addition to the debris from the house repairs, we planned to fill it with the old barn that suffered major structural failure during a wind storm eighteen months ago. Not going to fit.

However, we have filled the dumpster, and a lot of the barn is gone now. I couldn’t actually stand to watch Jack do the demolition part: he is scary enough when he is putting something together. And then there is the worry of trying to do demolition in an area that is inhabited by three horses, one of which is Hap.

I used to wonder how Hap found so many novel ways to hurt himself, and then realized it was a consequence of me protecting him from the obvious dangers. He has to be creative to get hurt. One time he got a foot through a pallet and spun in circles in a small area until he broke the pallet and trotted off on three legs. I don’t think I started breathing until I saw him put the fourth foot down. When I examined him I found some abrasions and bruising, but nothing serious.

Still to go: outside painters and roof repair.

Rain

Our horses are true Coloradans: two days without sunshine and they start to complain. At one point I went out to check them this afternoon and Hap was gnawing at his wrap, something seen far more often with dogs than horses. I think he was doing it as much from boredom as irritation with the wrap (which was getting a little ragged) or the wounds it is protecting. My trainer came out and re-wrapped it, and it looks nice and tidy again. More to the point, he is continuing to heal well under the wrap.