Ok, Last night (Nov 5th) is Guy Fawkes, orbonfire night, in the UK, where there are firework parties, and mosthomes, especially with kids, buy fireworks and let them off at home.So, as it was getting dark, I tried to get Pernod and Perry inside, sothey wouldn't be scared of them. But, as we all know, what we want todo, and what bunnies want to do, are usually two different things, andthey refused to come in. So I was really worried as the fireworksexploded all around us, thinking my poor babies would suddenly comerunning in, terrified. Imagine what I saw when I went outside - my twolittle bunnies, sitting on the decking, looking at the sky, watchingthe fireworks, totally relaxed about the whole thing. It was like thescene in the film Babe, where the farm animals watch the fireworkdisplay with oooohhhs and aaahhhs. They eventually came in an hourlater, lay in front of the TV and groomed each other, like they'dreally enjoyed themselves. I dunno ..... strange creatures
- Jan
