Raising rabbits has me out in my back yard in all sorts of weather because the buns gotta get fed and watered no matter what. I have wiggle room on the timing but if the weather doesn't let up, eventually I just have to suck it up and go feed. The skies gave me plenty of breaks today so I can't blame getting all drippy wet n cold on the weather. It's my own fault but I'd do it again to see what I just watched. While I was still dry and nearly finished tending the buns, I heard thumpa thumpa thumpa across the top of the hutches behind me. I looked and saw a wet squirrel running across the hutches. Very unusual, they don't generally come out in bad weather. Today's wind must have shifted something in the tree where the squirrel had her nest. I'd seen the nest more than a week ago when I tackled ugly wild vine growth under the tree. Perhaps my clearing a lot of the vine growth left her nest vulnerable. If I'd seen the nest before I started, I wouldn't have done it. Whatever the reason, that mother squirrel must have taken the late afternoon break in rain to build a new nest, getting wet because all the foliage is drenched. And then right there in front of me with rain starting up again, that determined mother squirrel moved one by one at least 4 babies down one tree, across the 100 feet of my yard thumpa thumpa thumpa across my hutches, through a very wet forsythia bush and up another tree about 20 feet into the neighbor's yard. Three times I was too close, she'd stop with a baby in her mouth and just look at me. I'd back up and tell her it was ok, then she'd scamper off to the new nest. Yes, I am now drenched and stringy haired and chilled but watching that display of mother love - well, I may just have to go to the grocery store to buy some walnuts for her.