My Mooonbeam coreopsis today. Apparently, it was chosen by the bunny living under the porch too!
How do I know it was the bunny, you ask? Well, I have noticed some nibblings on other things, and one of our neighbors said she saw the bunny scurry under the porch. So we know it has taken up residence there, and that there is some bunny lunch going on in my flowers.
And then, my daughter and I caught our first glimpse of the "offender" last night as we were going to the store. It was sitting right next to the porch. Very small. Very cute.
Me? Now very mad.
And to think, after we saw the bunny last night, I grabbed some spinach that was past its "safe to eat" date and took it out to the garage, thinking I would give some to that rotten critter.
Actually, I probably still will. (What an old softie, eh?)
I'm thinking maybe I can try making a trail of it out to the trees so it will follow the trail and get lost (yeah, get lost in 60 feet) or forget all about my poor, decimated moonbeams.
All I can say is, "You are busted, bunny! And this aggression will not stand!"