"Once upon a time there were four little rabbits, and their names were- Flopsy, Mopsy, Cottontail, and Peter. They lived with their Mother in a den in a sandbank, underneath the root of a very big fir tree.
"Now my dear," said old Mrs. Rabbit one morning, "you may go into the fields or down the lane, but don't go into Mr. McGregor's garden. Your Father had an accident there. He was put in a pie by Mrs. McGregor."
-The Tale of Peter Rabbit, by Beatrix Potter
Today, the children's garden was received an unexpected visitor- a very funny, friendly bunny. To the great amusement of the children, the rabbit that we had seen occasionally frequenting the garden in the morning to munch on the melon leaves, decided that it wanted to become our garden's first resident rabbit.
All morning long, the rabbit ignored the throng of gleeful children less than eight feet away and busied itself with digging a large rabbit hole in the middle of the garden's mulch pile. I must say, I was quite pleased when one little two year old girl correctly applied a concept we had learned in our arthropod unit and stated "It's camouflaged!"
After the rabbit seemed satisfied with it's hole, it busied itself with hopping around the yard, collecting mouthfuls of fresh grass and returning to the hole to line its den. It seemed completely oblivious to the din of the children playing in the yard, and even when it was briefly given chase by the elated children, it remained undeterred from its relocation efforts.
During lunch, the bunny decided to keep the children company. She found a shady spot under the tree (right in the middle of the yard, 25 feet from the patio where the children were eating) and munched on some fresh grass while the children finished their lunches. Afterwards, she returned to her den in the mulch pile, climbed inside, and has not been seen since.
Perhaps our little garden is destined to become the pantry of a little bunny brood. Good thing I'm not Mrs. McGregor!
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