The Summer Home
Folks have been asking after the rabbit, so here’s a quick update. First, the rabbit turns out to be a she, a fact we ascertained by the ruff on her neck and by the fact that at no time has the rabbit tried to mate with its toys, our shoes or the cats. This gender switch has precipitated a name change. It is no longer Cthulhu, Lord Snuggleston; it is now Lady Snuggles, which has the virtue of being shorter. I wanted to hold out for Cthulha, Lady Snuggleston, but was summarily overruled by the daughter. It doesn’t really matter in a practical sense because we just generally refer to it as “the bunny” and in any event it doesn’t know its name, so what’s the point.
Two, here she is in her summer home. Prior to this she’s been in a room in the basement, which is fine but which has certain problems, not the least of which is the continual risk of the house smelling of rabbit. We bought the hutch some time ago and intended to get her in earlier, but you may recall that earlier in the summer the average daily temperature was something like 370 degrees, and it seemed like it would be cruel to put her out into it. These days, however, the weather is lovely, and she seems to appreciate the view. Once it starts getting cold she’ll be returned to her winter quarters (or alternately we’ll move the hutch to the garage). Yes, this is a spoiled rabbit.