Every year in our front yard we see baby bunnies, so there had to be a bunny burrow somewhere close. Our Golden Retrievers spend most of their time in our backyard. We have two acres so there’s plenty of room for them to play. Their invisible fence boundary includes a small part of the front yard. They get to visit the front about once a week, just to keep them trained on their boundaries. They can walk the front path to the door, play on the drive but go no more than about 15 feet from the house.
Bunny Burrow Discovered
We have a fair amount of evergreen trees and bushes in the area. Last week I was out grocery shopping, my son was doing his own and we passed on the road. One of our boys, Fletcher, loves to carry boxes in from our shopping. So my son opened the house door to let the dogs out.
While Fletcher gets busy carrying boxes back and forth to the kitchen, Finlay and Makenzie get busy in the yard. All of a sudden there’s some almighty screeching as both dogs had found the bunny burrow and caught a baby rabbit each. These babies are not very big and Momma is not at home.
The question was which bunny to rescue first. The decision was made for my son because Finaly dropped his in the kitchen. Finlay is the dog who would never let this kind of prize go on command! He’s our dominant and guarding food dog! So my son charges the dog and jams his fist towards Finlay’s face, teeth meet hand in the process, grabs the baby and gets him back into the bunny burrow. He comes back and locks Finlay in my office. My son is able to get Makenzie to drop her bunny on command but this bunny has not fared very well.
I am home by now, dogs are all in my office, my son is in garage with panting baby bunny. We chose to place him back in the bunny burrow and let Momma take care of him. Of course Momma did not come to her rabbit burrow until about 7pm, a few hours later. Baby bunny was in the burrow where we had left him but sadly he had passed away.
Doing The Right Thing For Momma’s Burrow
Some quick research was needed. Apparently Momma would likely just toss him out of the bunny burrow. However by morning he was still there. So rather than let Mother nature take over and ruin the bunny burrow we removed him and buried him out of the way of the bunny burrow, remaining family of bunnies and our dogs.
This was my fault. I had seen the babies and forgot to let my son know that the dogs could not go out the front for a while. I feel guilty but I think baby bunny died of shock not injury. My dogs may hunt but they are soft mouthed when carrying.
Eventually the bunnies will grow and move off to find a new home. For now we still have at least two babies that come out and eat from our lush plants and grass. The dogs will remain in the back yard only. No doubt they’ll be going right back to the tree under which the bunny burrow was built, as soon as they can!