We head into town to get a paper, which is all very nice on a late Sunday morning. The supermarket has people filming folks checking their Lotto tickets, though if you knew you had won the 17 million [which we haven’t] I doubt you would want to claim the prize in front of cameras!
Anyway, we have gone for merely an hour, and we get home we find the bunny has done the great escape! Great trauma follows as we hunt high and low to little avail. Finally Caramel Fudge pokes his cute little nose from under the house, and a humorous ten minutes followed as we try and wait him out, and then corner him where we can catch him.
Gosh twice dratted bunny.