So, I went and checked on the bunny-pot after walking the pup this morning, and the baby bunnies were still alive, warm and wriggling and squeaking when I poked gently around. I thought I saw some signs that perhaps a momma bunny had found them and disturbed the ground, but nothing conclusive. I called the
Second Chance Wildlife Center, told them my story and asked for advice. The conventional wisdom is that smell shouldn't matter, but if they aren't placed exactly where they were, the mom won't tend to them. Since that was not an option, as they'd all turn into Easter puppy snax, I bundled the flower pot into a plastic baggie and delivered them to the Wildlife Center.
It ended up being the same place where I delivered the older baby bunnies four years ago when Maxie discovered some in our backyard prior to one of Bob's parties. They are my wildlife rescue center of choice, though luckily I don't have to use them too often.
When I delivered them there, I filled out paperwork and signed a release form as the tech dug each one out, weighed them, checked them for injury, noted if they were warm, active and/or crying, and placed them in a new clean container. There ended up being six little bunnies (so seven total in that nest if you count the one that was a snack) each about the length of my palm and size of a large thumb. The tech said that they did appear to be old enough to have gotten sufficient antibodies from their mother's milk, so raising them the rest of the way shouldn't be too tough. Luckily she had just made up a batch of food for the other dozen baby bunnies that were recently brought in, so she could feed them directly. She also gave me the information I needed if I wanted to call and check on them, Thies-rabbits-4/14, which I think I might later. (If anybody else wants to call and check on my bunnies, make sure you give them a donation for the hassle.) Apparently the release rate for rescued rabbits is about 50%, which she said was pretty good considering they are the bottom of the food chain and can have several litters a year. I tossed in a small donation on my way out the door to go towards the care and feeding expenses they'll incur thanks to the stupidity of their momma and the power of Ladybug's nose and observation skills.
Unfortunately, I forgot to take still pictures of the cute wee creatures, but I did take some small video clips that I hope to cobble together for Genie's next
Living Out Loud challenge. I'll try to get some screen captures from those videos so you too can awe in the cuteness of the baby bunnies.
Since I don't have any pics of the current baby bunnies, here is an old picture of a young bun spotted in our backyard a few summers ago. Look at his wee cotton-tail!

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In other news, Ladybug was much better behaved on her walk this morning without visions of rabbits dashing in her head. Here is a link to some pictures of the pups all getting along this weekend:
