First, we erected temporary fencing around the pond in an attempt to repel any nosy Clumbers (or Frenchies or Salukis) during tomorrow's Clumber Jamboree. Sure, our dogs get into the pond occasionally, but the main culprit from our household is out of town. (Gibson is traveling to Toledo with Becki and Kylie this weekend, to compete in the FSSA supported entry there.) No, I am primarily concerned about Fannie, who last time managed to get dirty despite the fact that we had drained the pond and covered it with a tarp!! She is persistent.
Wooster naturally wanted to inspect our work, so he was allowed to go out into the yard after that. Surprised to see him intently poking one area of grass with his nose, Michael called him back. When he didn't come, Michael went to investigate and found the source of Wooster's interest: a nest of baby bunnies that somehow miraculously survived yesterday's mowing and were now attracting the wrong kind of attention from Woo. (Unfortunately, there was one dead one. Since we didn't see any marks on it, however, we conclude that it was the victim of neither the mower nor Wooster and must have died of "exposure" or some other appropriate baby bunny disaster.)
We finally called the emergency animal clinic, which directed us to cover the nest back up and hope the mama bunny comes back tonight and moves them. Here's hoping, since we're expecting, at last count, about 12 people and 16 dogs to invade our yard tomorrow around noon!!
After dealing with the bunny crisis, we spent the remainder of the evening getting our digs squared away before tomorrow's invasion. (Did I mention we may be hosting a Saluki?! I've never met one before...)
On tomorrow's agenda: cleaning, grocery shopping, hopefully grooming. Then, enjoying an afternoon with friends and hoping all the dogs get along. A lack of drama would be refreshing!