I think the bunnehs have been sent to add a much needed dose of daily cuteness to our lives.
My thoughts are all with my Dad tonight – his brother died yesterday and as if that wasn’t bad enough, a close friend of his died today. Life sucks sometimes. I have only a hazy memory of my uncle Reg as my parents split up when I was young and I don’t know many from the extended family on my Dad’s side. My Dad is the youngest of seven kids and the family had a cottage at Robin Hood’s Bay which they used for holidays. I remember Reg from a family get together there when I was about 5 or 6 – my lasting memory is sleeping in a real feather bed. So while I am not grieving myself for an uncle I hardly knew, my heart goes out to my Dad for such a sad double blow.
But to balance things up, Derrick is doing incredibly well – walking around with just one stick and, get this, he’s got a home assessment visit tomorrow!! So I’m guessing that he is going to be heading home sometime soon and then the cotton wool effect will kick in (that’s the depression that is common after a long hospital stay, when suddenly you don’t have an army of people at your beck and call with drugs or food when you need it) and we’ll have a bumpy few weeks while he adjusts to home life. Well, we’ve been there before, let’s hope he continues to improve once he’s home.
Meanwhile, the garden is just flooded with rabbits and they do bring a smile to our faces, sometimes a downright guffaw at some of their antics. I don’t know what those lady bunnehs do to reject their would be suitors, but I saw one yesterday literally flung off backwards after she made it perfectly clear she wasn’t in the mood – poor fella looked like he’d just had his bunny parts electrocuted!! I’m sure the keen gardeners would view them as plant munching menaces, but we are enjoying our new visitors. We’re almost learning to tell them apart!
You can just see the little white marking on this one’s forehead – the basement gene thrives …