I searched for lost rabbit posts online in my neighbourhood: nothing. I didn’t notice any signs up around the neighbourhood either. Mr P is getting attached to it, so I’m trying to find where it came from, but also we can’t seem to catch it. It seems to come and go as it pleases; sometimes it’s under the man cave couch and then it’s gone… and then it’s back! I even joined Facebook for the first time ever in an attempt to access lost and found pets groups, but there wasn’t anything relevant and I got suspended after about an hour for violating the terms of use or Facebook “identity and integrity” rules or something…I didn’t share enough personal information because I don’t like doing that. No, I won’t upload a selfie. No, I won’t share my contacts with Facebook: it’d take too long to ask everyone’s permission lol, which I know nobody does but that’d be the decent thing to do wouldn’t it. Anyway, Magic the rabbit (Mr P named it) seems to be making itself -occasionally- at home in the tent, slowly getting closer to him. I didn’t bother to tell him how I’ve been laughing all day at the “magic bag/lettuce” comments.
Lol not a big fan of rabbit as a meat, a bit gamey for my taste. Some of the old blokes around Merri creek in Brunswick East used to catch the rabbits and make a stew that looked and tasted a lot like a cacciatore. Always thought it’d be great with something other than rabbit.
I’ve gotta catch the little beggar first! Otherwise that’d be a great idea. Maybe if it comes back and Mr P gains its trust enough to catch it. It’s disappeared for the evening again.
I searched for lost rabbit posts online in my neighbourhood: nothing. I didn’t notice any signs up around the neighbourhood either. Mr P is getting attached to it, so I’m trying to find where it came from, but also we can’t seem to catch it. It seems to come and go as it pleases; sometimes it’s under the man cave couch and then it’s gone… and then it’s back! I even joined Facebook for the first time ever in an attempt to access lost and found pets groups, but there wasn’t anything relevant and I got suspended after about an hour for violating the terms of use or Facebook “identity and integrity” rules or something…I didn’t share enough personal information because I don’t like doing that. No, I won’t upload a selfie. No, I won’t share my contacts with Facebook: it’d take too long to ask everyone’s permission lol, which I know nobody does but that’d be the decent thing to do wouldn’t it. Anyway, Magic the rabbit (Mr P named it) seems to be making itself -occasionally- at home in the tent, slowly getting closer to him. I didn’t bother to tell him how I’ve been laughing all day at the “magic bag/lettuce” comments.
I think you own a rabbit now.
Please mum, can we keep it? I’ll look after it and everything. Pleeeeeese. 🙏
Sure. Just like the dog and the cat and the dead gold fish.
Hey! That goldfish may not have been dead when I flushed it down the dunny.
Oh sorry. My bad.
We were just sending it off to a better place.
sorry
You monster! Atleast pair it with a nice red and a decent dessert.
Lol not a big fan of rabbit as a meat, a bit gamey for my taste. Some of the old blokes around Merri creek in Brunswick East used to catch the rabbits and make a stew that looked and tasted a lot like a cacciatore. Always thought it’d be great with something other than rabbit.
I found a domesticated parrot type bird and found the owner via calling the local vets. Any chance the rabbit has an ID chip in it?
I’ve gotta catch the little beggar first! Otherwise that’d be a great idea. Maybe if it comes back and Mr P gains its trust enough to catch it. It’s disappeared for the evening again.