{"id":11363,"date":"2007-04-30T00:00:00","date_gmt":"2007-04-30T06:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog.keloland.com\/lund\/2007\/04\/30\/splitting-hares\/"},"modified":"2023-07-20T21:00:22","modified_gmt":"2023-07-20T21:00:22","slug":"splitting-hares","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.jodystaples.com\/main\/splitting-hares\/","title":{"rendered":"Splitting Hares"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Some exciting moments at our house this past weekend&hellip;over rabbits!.<br \/>\nFirst, on Friday, my wife noticed that those (expletive-deleted) backyard bunnies have been feasting away at the bark of our lilac bush. She&rsquo;s okay with rabbits taking up winter quarters under our deck but not if it means they&rsquo;re going to kill off our favorite springtime plant.<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nWe&rsquo;ve known from tracks in the snow that rabbits were under there but forgot that they breed like&hellip;well&hellip;rabbits. Then Sunday as we were sitting outside enjoying the record breaking warm weather, our five year old granddaughter and the neighbor girl started screaming with delight. They&rsquo;d spotted a baby bunny emerging from the darkness and protection of below deck into the bright sunshine.<br \/>\n&ldquo;It looks thirsty grandma,&rdquo; said Zoey&hellip;and so my wife who earlier had been ready to kill this furry little creature&rsquo;s mother for bark abuse, agreed and went to find the water dish which, incidentally, she had bought for the stray cats that pop in from time to time.<br \/>\nBut before she could get water the little fella had hopped into the garage and under the car.<br \/>\nZoey and her new friend, even more excited now, tried coaxing the bunny out but to no avail. Finally, everyone stepped away and, sure enough, the little fur-ball scurried out the door and back to the safety of it&rsquo;s own family living a couple feet below us.<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nI was rooting for the rabbit to be okay. Here&rsquo;s why.<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nRecently, Linda and I were driving along the back roads to Alcester when I commented at not having seen a jackrabbit in years. There used to be millions of them.<br \/>\nWere they hunted into near extinction or did they die of embarrassment at the thought of being turned into jackalopes and sold to tourists?<br \/>\nIt&rsquo;s just as well that I haven&rsquo;t seen any for a long time because it only brings up a traumatic experience from my youth.<br \/>\nDuring pheasant season sometime in the sixties, I was frustrated at not having fired my gun all day. That&rsquo;s when I spotted this jackrabbit standing at attention in a plowed field..nearly within range of my 12 gauge. My buddies dared me to take a shot.<br \/>\nI did.<br \/>\nThe pellets only wounded the poor thing and its painful screams sounded like a baby crying. Upset at what I&rsquo;d done, I decided to reload and go put the prairie hare out of its misery but it had limped off into a shelterbelt. We could still hear that sickening sound as we got back in the car and left.<br \/>\nI was sick about it then and guess I still haven&rsquo;t gotten over it.<br \/>\nI recently read in South Dakota Magazine that jackrabbit numbers are gradually bouncing back in the state.&nbsp; I hope so.<br \/>\nThey certainly have nothing to fear from me.<br \/>\n&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Some exciting moments at our house this past weekend&hellip;over rabbits!. First, on Friday, my wife noticed that those (expletive-deleted) backyard bunnies have been feasting away at the bark of our lilac bush. She&rsquo;s okay with rabbits taking up winter quarters under our deck but not if it means they&rsquo;re going to kill off our favorite&hellip;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[60],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-11363","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-lund-at-large","category-60","description-off"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.jodystaples.com\/main\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11363","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.jodystaples.com\/main\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.jodystaples.com\/main\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.jodystaples.com\/main\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.jodystaples.com\/main\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=11363"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.jodystaples.com\/main\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11363\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":12220,"href":"https:\/\/www.jodystaples.com\/main\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11363\/revisions\/12220"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.jodystaples.com\/main\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=11363"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.jodystaples.com\/main\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=11363"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.jodystaples.com\/main\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=11363"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}