Day 12 of 40 Luna-tic

It is likely too much to bear for her, seeing her environment changing from a nice looking garden into a steppe like empty space with a mangrove in the middle. The mangrove is resulting from filling up the crater with branches and even whole plants with their roots. Or she has just a free spirit. Anyway, she was rattling her fences for long now and eventually succeeded to escape. I didn’t realize that the first time, because when I was in my neighbor’s backyard last week, collecting some material for the crater, he asked me if the rabbit had escaped. He pointed at some rabbit droppings in the grass. I said no, because I had just seen her in her hutch a second before I went there.  That following night I heard a lot of noise in the backyard and when I checked where that came from I couldn’t see her in her fenced space at first, but when I looked away I saw her. She was sitting there on the path. I yelled to my daughter to help me, she went just upstairs to go to bed. While she came downstairs I ran through the front door to go to the back garden, the idea was that we could close her in that way. Hm. When I entered the garden door my daughter was standing there, asking me what was wrong because the rabbit was in her hutch. Both rabbits were actually but only Luna is a troublemaker. I thought what the heck, am I seeing things? Is stress playing tricks with my mind?

But the morning after my daughter came to my bed saying that I had not imagined it, she escaped again. A relief. And she did catch the rabbit already. Shame. No, just kidding, but sometimes… Today we had another rabbit hunt. We were late out of bed because of the party last night and were having breakfast when my other daughter pointed to the backyard saying that the rabbit was out again. I couldn’t believe it, I tie-ripped the fence after the previous escape and eventually shut the doors of her hutch so she couldn’t go out of that at all. Only, I had overlooked a hole in the netting of the hutch. My son was the first to get dressed properly for the hunt and learned from another neighbor that the rabbit was hopping on the parking lot next to a couple of houses for hours. Now she was in my neighbor’s backyard again and he said he didn’t mind. I did because the last thing I was longing for was trying to catch the crazy rabbit, so I asked him if he liked rabbit for dinner and that he could have her. That probably scared her off, so in the end she returned rapidly to her hutch again.