** The fields are drying out, with the mud slowly becoming solid ground. The beasts are collecting less on their feet, and Slutbitch is forced to actively seek the puddles and ditches – which she does at every opportunity.
The clocks changed last night, and so darkness was still reigning when we strode forth – more accurate, instead, to say a stumble, curse and several pheasants, but ‘strode’ sounds so much better.
Recently, as every day has been improving on conquering the night, the rabbits have been noticeable by their absence (except for their very thoughtful doggy treats left scattered), however, not today!
Rabbits everywhere – scampering, nibbling, doing the shaky-paw-face-wash thing and all those other really cute acts rabbits put on; honestly they only do it so that we say a collective ‘aaawwwwww look at the ickle bunnies’, but seriously do not fall for it!
They plan on taking over world rule – well, let’s face it, they could probably do a lot better than some *checking gin for poison, and keeping an eye out for bunnies with binoculars*
** Disclaimer – this is not up to my normal standard, so please bear with me while I get back onto the proverbial horse, however have a rabbit to keep you going