Next time, I must remember to check the buns' gear at the boarding place before I bring them home. The clamp that fastens Mallow's bowl to the side of their night-time pen has disappeared (before we got him that one, he had a tendency to throw his dish around noisily to persuade it to produce more food). Perhaps in exchange, we have gained a large, shallow ceramic dish, which I am using - it's heavy enough that he should have trouble gripping it in his teeth. Also, our hayrack is missing. (In all fairness, Anne works very hard and had lots of bunnies staying over at the farm this week.)

Also, despite the fact that I washed the floor in "their" room 3 times (organic floor cleaner, vinegar solution, bleach solution) while they were away, they're still piddling at random. Senile buns ... they are 10 years old, after all. Incontinence isn't too amazing.

My little girl bunny, Brownie, gave me a good laugh last night. They each get a pineapple-papaya enzyme tablet with their night-time feed of rabbit chow and mixed greens. It's really a dietary supplement - it's supposed to help prevent hairball problems in their guts - but for Brownie, it's crack: the minute she smells it, she has to have it.

So I had dropped a tablet into each bowl as usual, but Brown couldn't find hers. She was getting really agitated - she could obviously smell it, but couldn't get hold of it. She pulled just about all her greens out and threw them on the floor, and chomped on them a couple of times in a very aggravated, angry manner, but didn't eat any. Finally she started casting about her dish a little more widely, and I figured out the problem:

She had been sitting on it.

It must have bounced off the edge of the bowl and between her front feet ... anyway, she did finally find it and munch it up, and was content again. Silly wabbit ... .