Captain Rupert came back from the garden drenched to the bone, looking very much like a drowned rat, so he put his paws up in front of the Rayburn and slowly dried off. I thought it was far to wet for bunnies to go out and was a very good day for staying snuggled in the burrow. Even next doors dogs are not out to taunt.
Still Captain Rupert is made of stern stuff saying a little fresh air, wind, rain and lots of mud is good for a rabbits soul.
I disagreed and was ever so slightly concerned about the slightest and cutest of sneezes, that Captain Rupert tried to hide between his two front paws.
Over a cup of tea he told me of his garden adventures. Sadly no carrot cake today because we had a rather ravenous group of Captain Rupert's friends around yesterday and have completely eaten every last drop of cake. Well I think a couple went to Ernest the mouse.