My word of the week is…
Unfortunately, still not of the human variety but don’t think that has taken the shine of this amazing week here.
Earlier in the week, I added a post about a little chick being born. I was beyond excited. Nothing could better that, surely?
Well something did.
Hubster sent me a text while I was at work on Wednesday: ‘I’ve got a surprise for you when you get home’.
What would you do?
I rang him straight away.
‘Is it animal related?’ I begged.
He wasn’t budging. Then I had an epiphany moment in relation to surprises.
‘Has the rabbit had babies?’ I shrieked while the office
sat in tender hooks looked at me like I was mad.
They had. Hubster counted nine bunny babies.
I couldn’t wait to get home.
The rabbits have been living in a chicken coop for their summer house and Coco had given birth in what is supposed to be the nesting box-a perfect rabbit nest.
When I cleaned them out, I noticed quite a lot of fur that either Coco or Carrot (the daddy) had plucked out it wasn’t Clover’s fur as she/he is beige.
I didn’t think anything of it as this happens quite a lot. However I didn’t clean out the nesting box (thank goodness). Don’t ask me why-I was probably cutting corners but I may not have seen the babies if they were small and bald.
By the time we discovered them, they had fur so they must have been a few days old.
They are the cutest things I have ever seen. We can’t disturb them too much so we are unsure of how many exactly. Hubser counted nine, our niece counted ten and I counted 11 so it is somewhere in between that. I am certain their eyes will be open by weekend and then the frolicking bunny excitement will begin.
I imagine we will have to either sell them or separate the sexes but, at the moment, I just want to keep them all and establish the Bunny Village I have always dreamed about.
I showed them to Boo and she wanted to hold them so it was tears and tantrums when I closed the hatch-door.
Boo likes to get into the rabbit enclosure but I’ve had to stop her after we found the babies as I didn’t want her to frighten them. I am worried though as, because we didn’t find the babies for a few days, Carrot could well have had his wicked way with Coco again resulting in more babies-can you imagine?
As if things could not get any cuter (they can’t but this is on level), a family of ducklings trotted past the kitchen window that night as I was cooking so I ran out with my phone for photos. Cue a series of ‘quack-quacks’ from Boo.
So baby-wise, we have the bunny babies, the little chick and the ducklings. Not forgetting the lambs-especially the orphaned ones who are still bottle feeding. They are eating solids (I like to think of myself as the Annabel Karmel of the animal world) but still need a bit of milk and really have come into their own in terms of cheeky behaviour.
It really has been a wonderful week on the farm. You’d think I’d get ‘used’ to babies but I haven’t. They are all lovely. All babies.