This morning, while keeping close watch on the dog, I turned the corner and found Momma Bunny hadn't quite skeedaddled for the day. I think she was checking out the new chicken wire on the garden.
Just a few feet away, is the table I placed over the baby nest to keep out the rain and lawnmower and NOT the dog. Clearly that wasn't nearly enough of a deterrent for him.
So, I'm the dog police for a few more weeks and I might take pity on Momma Bunny and put her some acceptable food out there -- OUTSIDE of the garden. And, as long as she isn't eating my plants, she's kinda cute, isn't she?