Not so long ago Home Acres residents witnessed Comcast stringing neighborhood cables. Time Warner offered high speed internet. Our computer savvy kids warned, “You’ll have cable and router failure.” “Told you not to get Netgear;”one complained. “You shouldn’t have signed on with Time Warner,” said the other. Indeed, within weeks the cable was down. Time Warner rushed to our acre to fix the problem. The professional brainstormed with knit brow, “It’s not your router. It’s not your modem.” An hour later he mumbled, “Something’s chewing the line under your deck.”
Content that our internet was up again, we surfed on. When we lost connection a second time, we stuck our heads under the deck to check cables. They were only loose. To forestall further problems, we sealed the deck space with lattice so the vermin couldn’t crawl under.
In late spring our internet went down once more. Time Warner laid a brand new cable. The original line had been shredded in half. Was it rats, squirrels, skunks, oppossums?
“Rabbits,” grumbled the knowing serviceman, “I’d call an exterminator.”
It was Easter. Could we poison Peter Cottontail and all the free ranging chickens, cats, and dogs?
Our married daughter visited during the holiday. At twilight we pointed at the score of bunnies hopping around our Conejo Valley homestead. We mentioned the cable situation as a baby bunny squeezed through the latticework by the garage. I grabbed a hose to flush the critter out.
Terry laughed, “Why Mom, don’t you remember Oma and Hasi? Oma wrapped every wire in her apartment with foil so her bunny could roam free.”
“What does foil have to do with her rabbit?” we asked.
“Hasi wouldn’t gnaw the aluminum,” Terry replied. “We wrapped our cable after a rabbit chewed it up last year.”
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