Just recently we adopted a little bunny from the Nest kindergarten. We called her Honey bunny (no doubt very original). She comes from quite an illustrious line - her Flemish mother "Flopsy" escaped into the surrounding vines and wild near the kindergarten over the Christmas holidays. Later she was returned by neighbors who read of her famous escape in the local newspaper. Some weeks later she gave birth to three suspiciously feral looking kits, Honey being one of. The jury is still out whether she will prove more wild than tame. Thus far the call of the wild seems to be strong - she is very wriggly by nature and seems ever to want to leap out of our arms when we try to hug. Just yesterday Ethan managed to open her hutch, unbeknown to us, and she escaped to provide some street entertainment. Found sitting in the middle of the road and enticed by some lettuce she was returned by some children from our street who caught her in a butterfly net! Mmm not looking too good! Like mother like daughter I am afraid!
|And another excuse to make a blanket!|