I went outside this afternoon to take some pictures of the lovely purple Morning Glory that had bloomed and was winding its way across our arborvites.
Much to my disappointment that good-for-nothin' rabbit that likes to hide in the trees had eaten right through all the stems and mercilessly killed my morning glory.
As well as chomped on my ballon flower.
You better watch out bunny or I'll make a stew out of you.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
13 comments:
Flippin' rabits, I have a hunting crossbow that i never managed to actually shoot at anything living yet, I could try and hunt that wascally wabbit down for you!
shhhhh I'm hunting bunny wabbit...be vewry vewry quiet.
those pesky wabbits....naughty little things aren't they?
Mmm...hasenpfeffer!
Holly I have a confession to make, it wasn't the rabbit that chewed through your morning glory—it was me. Sorry, I just the woody flavor of plants. Please forgive me.
Kill the rabbit, kill the rabbit!!
(as sung by E. Fudd)
My wife and I own a rabbit. We named him "Dennis Hopper."
You should ask Nobody, he caught a mole the other day, or Fab, he catches lemurs regularly... I am sure they are able to hunt down the bugger for ya!
if I don't use my crossbow, I can use my spear and magic helmet!
My morning glory vine still looks good....although it doesn get a little "wilty" looking in the heat of the day here in Hell...
There you go, pull a "Glenn Close" on that rabbit....
that'll show all of the other rabbits...
Thumpers and Bambis, the bane of any gardener. Time to get digging and put six foot high and two foot deep fences around your estates.
#Need a little time to WAKE up, wake up!#
Time for some Oasis methinks
Post a Comment