Sunday, December 20, 2015

6. The Rustles at my Place.

Who's there?

There

See?

Just outside the doll room window

Is a burrow hole

Just nod and walk away slowly. 
We have feral rabbits (and lots of them). This morning the regular large rabbit I see under the window was suckling six rather large kits, too big to fit in the burrow at the same time. Or is it warren?

I'm sure I would have been raised by chickens. 

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