I was mowing some tallish grass last year and mowed the ears off the top of a rabbit. It was hopping around the lawn spouting blood then twitched horribly as it died. I bought one of those old fashioned non-motorized mowers to give the bunnies a fair chance.
I KNEW I'd made the right decision! I'm going to make a mural-sized enlargement of this article and glue it to my garage door 'cuz I am SO sick of my whiney neighbors bitching about my having concreted over my entire front yard. Hell, I painted it kelly green, even put in a few miniature golf holes. What's their damn complaint? On a breezy day, the windmill is an entertaining counterpoint to the fleet of permanently embedded pink flamingoes.
05/19/09
05/19/09
05/19/09
05/19/09