What’s in the bag?
I passed it on the first lap of my nightly walk route. On the second lap, it’s still there. Conspicuously still there.
Beyond Bunnydome
While our rabbit, Bear, was still alive I would have dreams of his hutch being destroyed; a falling tree demolishing it during a storm, or a malevolent child from down the street breaking into the back garden and kicking it to pieces in order to get to him. Your common or garden fare, really. But […]
