After cleaning herself she would come up the steps to the upper deck for her peanuts. I don't know how often she fed her babies, but I do know she fed them in the evening. That is when I would see her at the nest.
One morning I got up early and looked outside and saw a cat at the bunny's nest. I panicked and ran out. The cat had one of the baby bunnies in its mouth. It saw me and started leaving with it. I went after it, talking softly so it would stop. It did and I got the baby away from it. The baby bunny took his last breath in my hands. I felt so bad but told myself, “that's nature”. Later that morning the cat came back, and I chased it away.
I checked the nest and there were four more babies about three to four weeks old. When I looked into the nest the baby bunnies tried to run. I caught two and put them in a pail. Then thought, “What can I do for them?” They were still nursing so I put them back and watched until Mama came to feed them. She came in late afternoon and fed them.
The next morning, I got up before sunrise and went out to check on them. I found three dead babies and saw one run over to the fence.
I couldn't go after it because the neighbor on the other side of the fence had three Hound dogs. I left it alone and hoped it would stay on our side. It did and I saw the Mama come and nurse it in the evening.