Poor neglected boy, he's clearly tied digging around in the dirt to try and find something, anything to eat in his desperation. Come and live with me, Spenser, I make nommy bunny cookies
It really is alarming the way he insists on eating dirty brown leaves from probably dubious vegetation.
That made me lol, sound like something Sherlock Holmes might say!
Spenser: Elementary, my dear Auntie Lib (if I may call you so). I am quite simply starving. Famished.
Ooooh, can I be the Watson to your Holmes, Spenser?
Spenser: Certainly. I may be a bunny of Holmsian dignity, but I have heard a number of alarming rumours concerning my Mummy. I have heard that she has been taking liberties with my puppy crate. She needs to be stopped.
Hm. Well I have faith in your methods, Spenser. You will no doubt be aware that Holmes was an expert in tobaccos and their ash...what is your specialism? And who is your arch-nemesis? It should always be at the forefront (or pawfront, if you will) of ones mind that ones arch enemies will often connive to turn you against those whom you were previously allied with. Have you any other reason to suspect your mummy, or may she in fact be BEING FRAMED!!?!?