Send me your address, Suzie. I'll see what I can do.
I am reminded of Nick, my friend from Lake Havasu, where I got cuttings for one of my unknowns. (We got another card for our camera today btw. I hope to post some pics of it and my hedge soon).
Anyway...Nick is in his late 70's, very much an Italian, but transplanted to Canada decades ago. Lake Havasu is his winter home. So I was over at his place helping him prune trees one day, and I noticed a wild rabbit in a cage. "What's with the rabbit" I asked.
Nick replied "Oh...he come to eat from my garden. I trap him. I keep him for awhile and let him think about it. Then let him go."
Nick told me he put a lttle spray paint on one of their hind paws sometimes so he could recognize them later. He swore they almost never returned, with the exception of one squirrel. Nick said that squirrel kept coming back and chattering at him, perched on a telephone pole for over a year. He knew it was the same one because...that one he sprayed some red paint on it's tail.
Now...I wouldn't be painting wild critters with paint, nor would I keep them penned up any longer than necessary. My intention is to find a suitable spot somewhere nearby and release them unharmed. But it is a funny story.