Last week our pet rabbit, named Sponge for her capacity to absorb affection like a sponge absorbs water, died aged 8. She was a free range rabbit and she lived a long and happy life, as you can see.
“I know how cute I am…”
“…you realise I’m not going to stay in this cage for long, don’t you…”
she loved chilling out in her tunnel and always found a spot of sunshine to sunbathe in.
my daughter’s dolls’ house was a good vantage point for keeping an eye on things.
she made sure to keep an eye on the garden, too.
she made a fairly withering judgement on our first carrot crop though.
she liked this house better, especially opportunities to steal the bird food.
right to the end, she was mistress of all she surveyed.
that is one very relaxed rabbit!