A quick demise

Aaron was first up this morning – I didn’t even hear him creep along, unlock the kitchen door and go outside. He wanted to see Alvin and play with him. Alvin survived the night. Aaron held him a bit, then thought he’d see if the cats wanted to play with him – after all, who could resist such a cute, fluffy little thing as a playmate? I woke up when I heard Aaron telling Caleb, between sobs, that the cats had got him. Apparently mamma cat ran off with him into a hedge, and so that was the end of Alvin. Aaron was grief stricken and couldn’t eat breakfast until at least 7.30. He cried a bit off and on during the morning – really, it must have been very traumatic to watch his dear little bunny carried off as prey!