D.O.P.-T. (day before yesterday)

The chickens are currently penned out of the entire lawn area while the grass regrows; the chicken-wire rolls are scrunched up vertically against the house on one side and the fence on the other. The mop-topped white one still tries to get out. The other day when we passed on the way back from walkies, she was a third of the way up the flap of one of the rolls, with her legs splayed out, rappel-squirming her way grimly upwards.

D.O.P.-T. (yesterday)

For a couple of weeks, I was seeing the bunny almost every morning on my way home, nibbling the vegetation in one of three yards. Not recently - I think the sun is now too high and Bunny is hunkered down by the time I come past. That plus the weeds are starting to get stringy and tough.