Apparently, the foxes have not multiplied around here like they usually do, and the bunnies are overtaking the neighborhood in even bigger numbers than last year.
It sounds like it should be cute, right? It's not. It's just really not. Oh, the bunny-poo stories I could tell you. But I won't.
Last year, the bunnies ate all the new little shoots that were coming up in my front yard flower garden. So this year I read on some "green" (don't even get me started) website out there that chili powder would make them stop eating my plants. I bought the Costco size, and liberally sprinkled it all over the front yard.
Apparently some little green shoots go better with chili powder than others, or maybe some things are just worth burning your little bunny tongue over. I mean, it might have cut the amount of things they were eating by about half, but I got the feeling they were waiting for me to bring out something else. A little oregano, perhaps?
This year, the bunnies have found a hole in the fence, and have taken up residence in the backyard as well. They've found a little place under the deck where they can both torment the dog, and bring back their delicious chili seasoned treasures to save for later.
Sorta reminds me of a passage I read in the Book Of Mormon today:
And these Gadianton robbers, who were among the Lamanites, did infest the land, insomuch that the inhabitants thereof began to hide up their treasures in the earth
Which just tells you again, that the scriptures can be likened to our lives in all things. Even bunny infestations.