Dead. All the Rabbits. Dead.


Gary had a backyard adventure. A hawk swooped down on a bird, looked Gary dead in the eye, then flew off with the bird body.

After the emotional trauma abated, we had a conversation on why the hawk wouldn’t be preying on somethin meatier, like … a rabbit, and we realized we haven’t seen a rabbit in our yard all year, if not longer.

Come to find out it’s all over St. Louis. The Great St. Louis Rabbit Die-Off. The Rabbit Rapture.

The big die-off was in South Saint Louis a few years ago, but I can imagine the fever might have made its way to our backyard. Seriously, I haven’t seen a rabbit all spring.

Then again, perhaps it’s the hawk. Maybe the hawk’s been dining on bunny.


4 responses to “Dead. All the Rabbits. Dead.”

  1. There was the great squirrel die off in my neighborhood a couple of years ago and the bunny die-off this year. I attribute it to the great cat influx coupled with a really hard winter.

  2. Becs – It was a hard winter, plus, I just noticed a new mole hill. They may have been evicted.
    Hattie – Oh they are. I just saw four squirrels in a two foot space yesterday morning. Gross.
    Alison – I understand from Friend #4 they’ve moved 4 miles away and are eating her garden.

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