My 2-foot took me to see auntie Francis last night. I must admit, I don't much care for the car journey (that's the metal box thing with wheels on), but at least my 2-foot makes a fuss of me all the time when we are travelling.

Auntie Francis is nice. She gave me a good examination, and pronounced me fit and well (I could have told her THAT!). There were lots of other buns there from a sanctuary called Bunny Burrows, who were there for check ups and things, one had even had his eye removed!!!

When you see how other buns are poorly, and how they need to be looked after in sanctuaries, it really does make me thankful that I have my 2-foot to look after me.