Traps, Snarees And All Things Of That Matter.
June 8, 2011
I was out on our breakfast deck early the other morning with a steaming hot cup of coffee (yum) and my bible looking for a little solitude. Surprisingly, my husband wasn't far behind me with a mission on his mind. He had vegetables, crass clippings and fishing wire in his hand. I watched quietly from several feet away as he laid upon the ground beside a large metal animal trap. You see, we have a mama and papa bunny that have made a home underneath our side deck. It wouldn't be so bad if they didn't eat all my plants and breed litters under my daughter's play equipment.