Grumpy D. Rabbit, the hormonal “mean brown mexibunbitch” has officially found a way to dig / tunnel / squeeze between the bars of her cage, and is free as of today. Somehow I don’t think she’s coming back this time. Hope she doesn’t find a boybun and get knocked up again.

But after a brief demoralized spell, I’m feeling OK.

Not even medicated, hah, suck it depression.

World keeps turnin either way, might as well enjoy my portion of the ride.

Wishing / trying to change things, dealing with the fact that they just don’t.

Inertia.

Just because I can.

The rabbits are trying very hard to escape. One had her head stuck between the bars of the cage, I have to bend them so she could get un-stuck, it was at once sad/pitiful and comical. I hope she’s healing ok from her incident.

Perhaps they are in season and trying to breed again, thank goodness for the absence of male rabbits.

That hurt.

It broke this.

But I fixed it. Not the elbow, though, that’s still bruised.