Two beds of pansies flank the front door of Chez Elisson, and this time of year those flowers are in full bloom. Or at least, they oughta be.
On one side, the plants are in full flower. On the other, nary a bloom is to be seen. It almost looks as though something was eating the plants... but there was no evidence of the usual insectoid culprits. It was a mystery.
No longer. This evening as I was pulling out of the driveway, I saw a rabbit crouched down on the front lawn. “Cute little bunny,” I thought.
Then I watched as the nefarious little trickster hopped over to the flower bed and started glomming on those pansies. “Sonofabitch!” I thought.
I stopped the car and called She Who Must Be Obeyed, who was still in the house. “Take a look out the front door. Now we know who’s been eating the flowers.
“Try to get a picture of the little shit, willya?”
And, whipping out her trusty iPhone, she did:
The lapine perpetrator - an Eastern cottontail.
So now you know what I’ll be doing in the evenings...
“Shhhh... be vewwy vewwy quiet... I’m hunting wabbits!”
On one side, the plants are in full flower. On the other, nary a bloom is to be seen. It almost looks as though something was eating the plants... but there was no evidence of the usual insectoid culprits. It was a mystery.
No longer. This evening as I was pulling out of the driveway, I saw a rabbit crouched down on the front lawn. “Cute little bunny,” I thought.
Then I watched as the nefarious little trickster hopped over to the flower bed and started glomming on those pansies. “Sonofabitch!” I thought.
I stopped the car and called She Who Must Be Obeyed, who was still in the house. “Take a look out the front door. Now we know who’s been eating the flowers.
“Try to get a picture of the little shit, willya?”
And, whipping out her trusty iPhone, she did:
The lapine perpetrator - an Eastern cottontail.
So now you know what I’ll be doing in the evenings...
“Shhhh... be vewwy vewwy quiet... I’m hunting wabbits!”
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