“A dog wags its tail with its heart.” - Martin Buxbaum
It was the most amazing Dream. I let the dogs out to play but had forgotten where I was and that I needed to first check to see if there were any activities going on. There were. The farmhands were transferring cattle from pens.
I could not undo what I had done. The dogs were fine but now I had two gates open and the horses were coming in as the cattle straggled out. Not domestic horses, three beautiful wild foals approached me as I stood with open arms. I didn't intend to draw them to me, but to act as their protector to guide them to come into a pen to be safe from the dogs.
They greet me and shower me with warm muzzle kisses. I hear fireworks and the 1812 overture....(what?) The foals are similar to young fawns. I am caught in the moment and thinking there could be no greater paradise. And then it dissolves.
Gracie found the rabbits in the backyard. Hiding the nest is not an option. The site is 15 feet from the deck, in the center of a nice patch of open grass. She discovered the treasure and carried one tiny baby from the nest as I mowed the lawn. I stopped her, pointed at the nest and said "no". (She heard, "Not Today while I am looking.")
Two days later - when I left her out too long - she got all five bunnies, licked them thoroughly and scattered them across the yard. I intervened; told her they were not old enough to play, reconstructed the nest, made sure each was still breathing, and tucked them back in.
She observed the process from a far distance this time...as if she could not imagine WHO might have disturbed the bunnies. Obviously, she had been nowhere near them....
Crisis averted. The mom is still feeding them. However, Gracie's yard privileges are restricted until we wean our rabbits.