but no real damage here at Rabbit Run.

Minor limbs down, the pond is full with all three overflows working and the "girls" (and Sammie) are fine though Penny's penchant for improving one of the dog houses with a skylight and a side entrance rendered it uninhabitable.

Now one would have to wonder where Gustav is heading

the dog hunting controversy might grow this year.

One club of Fayette County, Alabama tree sitting deer hunters claims to have members who have "a few members who like to take care of the dog problem in there own way."

I think we all know what they mean.
One thing about the "hunting deer with dogs" or "dog hunting" as the generic term is that I haven't heard one complaint about running deer with dogs that can't be just as easily said about rabbit hunting with dogs.

Jack Rabbits, Pronghorn Antelope, Mongoose and Piranha have in common?

here at Rabbit Run.
It's the dog days of August, you know? And chores are keeping me pretty busy.
Brag dropped off his set of collars the other day, so I plan to start running the "girls" (and Sammie) again. We only have six weeks until the Alabama Rabbit season starts.

Here are a few recent pictures

Remember Alvin and the chipmunks from last May?


Well, they're all grown up now

on the "girls" the other day.
No, not the electric one. As a matter of fact, it wasn't even a pine limb, it was a china berry limb. The dogtra pine limbs are having some problems.

But before I get into that, I have to apologize for not posting for the last few weeks.
Health matters, fencing and other chores here at the Rabbit Run estate along with a general malaise have kept me from regular (heck, any) posting. I hope to get back in the swing of things soon.
Remember that the offer for others to Post on The Rabbit Journal is still open.

I was stringing barbed wire up the hillside from the bottom where the pasture rabbit usually hangs out. The girls (and Sammie) were circling the pond when they opened up hot.
Two things caused some worry. I didn't hear Katie and the race was a long straight one that only a big buck rabbit (or a deer) would make before circling back

The deer hopped the fence at the far end of the pasture and paused to look back. I started off at a trot. I wanted to be there when the "girls" got there. I made it with enough time to break off a chinaberry limb and clean all the leaves off it while listening to Penny, Lucy and Sally. Sally has a very high pitched, almost bird like call.
When they crossed the line, I lit into them. Anybody watching would have thought I was a madman, swatting first one, then chasing the others to swing madly at the cowering dogs. Dr. Bubba, my cardiologist would have been proud of that workout.
I heard something and looked to see Katie cross the fence. I never heard her running. Was she following along or running silent?
Sammie came from the opposite direction. Did he get left or just wouldn't run the trash?
Sissy didn't come out. My cell phone, which GF makes me carry with me always since the heart doctor had told me that the damage might have been caused by a mild heart attack. I suppose the definition of mild is "is it your heart or is it mine?" started ringing. I answered it and heard Ms. Jones asking me if I was missing a beagle? She had one that was down at her barn playing with her granddaughter.
Sigh!

Until I get collars, the girls (and Sammie) are pen bound