What do you call a suspicious looking bunny with muddy paws?
The other day at the Rescue I had a feeling that our little group of not-wild-but-their-parents-were bunnies were up to something, but I didn't know what. Yesterday, we found out the "what".
Caroline sent me this picture:
To the right of the picture, that's little Quincy and Guinevere. To the left, that's a hole. It seems that Pea, Pod, Cosmos and Goofy have expertly tunnelled, quite some distance, from their run over to their neighbours, popping up right in the gap in the middle of the slabs. So now the little niggling feeling in the back of my head makes complete sense. Now I know exactly why they were all laid out in a way I hadn't seen them before.
"Ha ha, stoopid humans. All this extra dirt in our run and they don't notice it just cos we is layin' on top of it!"
