Sunday, April 27, 2008

Lost Bunny

``NOW, my dears,'' 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.'' 
This poor baby was alone by our front porch last week.  The next morning, it was gone.  I hope it's mommy came for it.  And not Mr. McGregor.  Plus, I am also thinking about Watership Down, and that worries me too.  You'd think I have enough to fret about with two teenagers.  Gah.

11 comments:

Jules said...

Did you take those pictures:)

Mental P Mama said...

@Jules: Yes!

Laura ~Peach~ said...

teens ... OH dear... I dont like teens any more... cant we totally skip the teen years? send them off at say...12 and get them back around 25?

Jules said...

Little bunny foo foo, hopping through the forest, scoopin' up the field mice and boppin' them on the head.......

WORKING MOM said...

I love that book. That is one of my son's favorites. Our 94 year old nan bought it for him. Thanks for the sentimental tears. Great pics.

Christine said...

What a sweet face!! Great photos!

( I don't wanna even think about teens... tweens have been tough enough for me! LOL)

Asthmagirl said...

My daughter sang the song, but she always called them "field rice".
Such a sweet age!

MamaGeek said...

I loved loved loved those shots and this post. We have 2 bunnies living in our woods that I love. Tonight my hubby found a dead bunny (not 1 of the 2) and I'm just heartsick over it - so I GET your feelings!

Snooty Primadona said...

As trying as they can often be... teens do go grow into your favorite people. Trust me on this.

I've always loved Watership Down as well. Haven't thought about it years. Thank you!

Don Mills Diva said...

Awww - the dear sweet thing - I'd be obsessed with his welfare too...

Country Girl said...

I have a collection of Beatrix Potter books in tiny size that was a gift to my sons for Christmas one year. I read so many of those books to them and loved it. It's one of the many things I miss about having small children around: reading to them in the evening. I cherished those times. Thanks for the memories!