I’ve shared stories before about the cottontail rabbits that live in the area near our house. Joey and I are constantly seeing bunnies in our yard or in our neighbors’ yards, and we get such a kick out of all the bunny sightings. Earlier this week Henry, our disinterested rabbit dog/lazy basset hound was sniffing around out back and he snuffled upon a bunny nest!
About five or so teensy babies were cuddled together in a little burrow covered with dried leaves and grasses and bits of bunny fluff. It has still been pretty cold in our area the past few nights and my heart was melting thinking about these tiny little buns in their nest, when I came up with an idea. I remembered reading (and thoroughly enjoying) the Yarn Harlot’s stories about the wool-thieving squirrel that kept running off with bits of her freshly washed fleece any time she would leave it outside to dry in the sunshine. I thought that if a squirrel appreciated the warmth and comfort wool could provide, that perhaps this mama bun might appreciate a little wool on these chilly nights as well. After scouring my yarn cabinet for a colorful bit of wool roving, I quietly and carefully left it sitting near the nest. All day yesterday while at work I was thinking about the baby bunnies and wondering if mama bun would appreciate the little wooly gift I left for her. As soon as I got home, I snuck a peek:
The wool had been appreciatively snuggled down, insulating the entrance to the bunny burrow. I lifted a leaf that was laying on top and got a glimpse of warm snuggly baby buns and my heart melted again. Fellow wool-lovers, we’re on to something.