Wascally Wabbits

I. Hate. Rabbits. No longer are they cute little fuzzy bunnies who like to play in our yard. Nope. They are now little garden devouring bastards who must be stopped by any means necessary. This weekend we discovered they had eaten three strawberry plants, two broccolies, two cabbages, my cilantro and flat-leaf parsley, all of my thyme, and completely uprooted and ate my lettuce. My tomato plant is now just a leafless stalk, too.


So in response to this, we have constructed what we hope to be a bunny-proof fence. I've heard fake snakes can help so maybe I'll look for one of those this week. Supposedly fox urine, mothballs, and human hair work, too, but I think I'll save those for my last resort. Then again, maybe electrifying the new fence would be best. ;-)