Easter + 8 year old daughter = Rabbit.
So today I built a hutch from some scrap wood I had in the garage with the assistance of the afore mentioned daughter.
Rabbit investigates new home. “Hopefully” it’s dog proof. We’ll see.
And the finished product, parked next to the radio tower for now.
Daughter is picking out the colors she wants to paint it with now. I’m sure it will be colorful.
She’s all excited, but to me rabbits are food, not pets. And with four dogs in the back yard and a cat in the house that already hates teh bunny, I’m not giving good odds on it living long.