This week I have completely assured my title as mad rabbit woman at work. First, I had been a bt down so I took a picture to work of Barney and Roxy to keep on my desk to cheer me up. Then, my hay order arrived! Two massive bags full of hay from the nature reserve meadows...dump at my desk. Then, the worst thing happened. I found myself telling a "hillarious" story about Barney popping his head out of the top of his carrier (yes thats the whole story ) and watching my collegues eyes slowly glazing over and me, rather than stopping, trying to make the story more exciting (the box was on a chair).
ho hum, there's no getting out of thi now really is there.
ho hum, there's no getting out of thi now really is there.