So when you see these pictures of Lucy's new companion rabbit, he looks all innocent and squooshy and floppy, laying around all bunny-like. But don't let that calm exterior fool you. Ricky here is a biter. An
incredibly cuddly one, but a biter all the same.
Look ma, no hands! And very dirty grass stained feet. Silly wee white rabbit. You wouldn't pick him for a biter, eh? Dude. This rabbit has teeth and knows how to use 'em.

Soon, Ricky and I are taking a trip to visit my dear old friend, Mr Vet. I want to find out a) How old is he is, b) If he really is a boy (although the whole pee spraying across the room at a million miles an hour thing sort of told me that), c) Why he is biting so damn much, and d) When I can book him in to have his man-bits snipped off.

It must just be my luck; every time I rescue a bunny, they end up being crazy aggressive. All I wanted was a snuggle bunny for Lucy.

I'll keep you updated with how his progress goes. In the meantime, I'll keep on being patient and stopping Ricky from biting and/or trying to mount Lucy. They weren't like that on TV.

This squee-worthy picture was taken just before Ricky flipped around and BIT me on the jugular. Ouch.

So I mentioned Anya before, who is a character from Buffy who I think is fabulous; and she just so happens to have a phobia of bunnies, which is pretty amusing. She'd hate Ricky.

I feel it would be therefore fitting to finish this post off with a few of her lines from the musical episode 'Once More With Feeling.'

Bunnies aren't just cute like everybody supposes,
They've got them hoppy legs and twitchy little noses.
And what's with all the carrots?
What do they need such good eyesight for anyway?
Bunnies, bunnies it must be bunnies!
...or maybe midgets.