City Girl Country Girl- The tale of one dear little rabbit

Susan Nolen's photograph of Hunter BootsI still can’t believe I own five acres in the Pacific Northwest. I went with Ted to walk the lower meadows and came across a white furry thing. It was a beautiful rabbit…. I think. I didn’t dare turn it over to find out.  It was clearly dead.

Now the only rabbits I’ve come across before are the Easter Rabbit, Peter Rabbit, and the odd pet shop rabbits. Here was one that clearly needed sorting.

I didn’t want Ted to roll in it, eat it, or just pick it up and drag it about, so I grabbed him and put him safely in the Land Rover. I don’t have any tools at the farm yet and needed to get a garden spade. I do however have my Hunter Boots which finally have real country mud on their heels! I am so qualified to live in the country when I wear them!

But back to the dead rabbit. Not sure how deep I had to dig the hole to bury the rabbit. I made the fatal error of asking the old fence guy, how deep should I bury the rabbit?

He got up from his measuring the new fence line. Looked at me, paused, as if he was talking to someone who didn’t understand a word of English, and said very slowly, You have a lot to learn about living in the country.

Okay I thought, fair play, I do. It wasn’t his walking off that perplexed me as much as the tears of laughter as he walked back to his truck.

Apparently you don’t need to bury dead rabbits after all.  By the time I returned with my garden spade, it was gone. There was nothing left but little bits of fur which Ted instantly dropped a little present on! I think he will adapt faster to country life than me!

And clearly he’s not sticking around for his close up!

Ted the wire fox terrier taking off from his photo shoot!



next time…A warning from the neighbours

About susan sheldon nolen

It’s rare to catch me without coffee, a form of camera, or my beloved wire fox terriers. I love the history, the art, and it’s a massive part of my life, as I either paint, write, or get interrupted by my dogs, reminding me of the real world. I hope you enjoy your time here. It’s such a privilege to have readers.
This entry was posted in city girl country girl and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

10 Responses to City Girl Country Girl- The tale of one dear little rabbit

  1. Um….I am glad you didn’t have to see what took away the dead rabbit. And don’t ask Mr. Not-Helpful Neighbor, either. Stick with Ted, he is your real friend!

  2. Wedge wood.. Oh how true!!

  3. Congratulations on the new farm! Country living does take some getting used to. You may also want to watch for an odd owl or two. They also feed on rabbits (and cats).

    • Hi Fannie I actually can’t believe it myself!! Will those heels ever be free of mud now?

      We are building a Ted fence area that I can let him out and watch over him. He’s a little large for flying predators but not bears coyotes and things at the bottom of the woods!

      Will keep you posted on the progress of the farm!!

      😉 Sent from my iPhone


  4. Laura Bloomsbury says:

    am going to enjoy more of your country tales – rabbit and otherwise 🙂

  5. luminouszest says:


I'd love to hear your thoughts!

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s