I swear, guys, it is a constant battle around here.I live in the suburbs, just south of Nashville, and the population of Eastern Cottontail hopping around my neighborhood is out of control.CLICK HERE FOR MORE OUTKICK SPORTS COVERAGEYou know that phrase "f---ing like rabbits?"Well, it makes sense.
Because these little bastards reproduce at an alarming rate.They are everywhere.
Thank goodness I don't have a garden.It would just be an all-bunny-can-eat café.
And in the spring and summer, we're constantly scanning the property looking for new nests.Not because we aren't willing to share our yard with rabbits.But because our German Shepherd happens to think rabbits are tasty.Basically, this is him all day:Up until this morning, I've managed to keep the rabbits safe, for the most part.
Sure, Rocky fixates on them from his favorite couch spot near the window, but he's only ever snagged one that I know of.That was about a year ago when I caught him with a furry leg sticking out of his mouth on the back deck.But today I strolled outside with my coffee to find Rocky staring fixedly into the fire pit.
I knew there must be a critter in there.But before I could call him off, a tiny baby bunny popped out between the bricks, and Rocky snatched it up instantly.
As I hollered for him to drop it, I heard a loud squeak.Then he dropped it into the grass and came back to the house.S---.I closed the door and waited for my husband to wake up and take care of it.
I'm not really a strict gender roles kind of gal.But when it comes to removing dead wildlife from the yard, that's a man's job, baby.Now, I just gotta figure out what we're going to do with the tiny rabbit still hiding out in the fire pit.You know, the crazy thing is, Rocky is uber friendly with other dogs.
He gets along with every dog he's ever met — even pocket-sized Chihuahuas.But when it comes to rabbits and squirrels, he's a heartless killer.
It's weird how dogs know the difference.And now after that uplifting tal...