There are approximately 30,000 rabbits on the island, we’ve been told. We see them scampering across roads from time to time, but can hardly imagine that there are 30,000. This afternoon Aaron caught one; it was running along the track to Steve and Maureen’s house and eventually ducked into the long grass in the centre. Steve couldn’t proceed; the boys and I got out the car to assess the situation. Aaron saw it running in the opposite direction, caught up with it, and eventually caught it. It’s a tiny little thing – quite a baby still, and just completely cuddly and cute, as fluffy bunnies are known to be. After some consultation with Steve and Maureen as to the ethics of removing such a small rabbit from its mother and trying to keep it alive as a pet when there are so many rabbits on the island that one wouldn’t be missed if it died, I decided that Aaron could keep it. So we now add a rabbit to our small menagerie of four stray cats. We’ll have to be sure to keep them separate though – apart from getting a severe fur-ball, the cats would love a little bunny chow.
2 comments:
*gasp* Isn't he just the sweetest thing? :D How exciting!
How are you keeping the bunny safe from the cats?! He is so very cute!
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