We spent Easter in the mountains with our dear friends. Their rabbit had babies and this one was thought to be dead. Left alone out of the nest to freeze, when they took him out of the cage there was the slightest twitch of life. He brought it in and put it in the warm oven. (It was off but warm from baking a cake) As the rabbit warmed it moved more and more and as far as I know is fine. Happy story.
Oh and this is what I woke up to out my window that morning.
Sometimes I really miss the mountains.
Oh and this is what I woke up to out my window that morning.
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