Multiplying like so many bunnies

it was funny, the other day.

went to the RSPCA Open Day, to look at creatures great and small, and decided i wanted a bunny.

problem was, i didn't want to drag a new rabbit to soccer practice afterwards (and didn't want mum to kill me for bringing home ANOTHER new pet) so.. no bunny.

** useless fact of the day: a white ferret will actually be yellow-coloured until it's neutered. **

went to KFC for lunch, and tried not to think about lack of bunny.

had 2 wicked wings with a little potato & gravy (one of these days i should just straight out ask for gravy.. can you do that?) and tried not to think about lack of bunny.

went to the park, fed a seagull some chips... chased said seagull... tried not to think about lack of bunny.

hopped on the swing... left a footprint on my brother's shirt... tried not to think about lack of bunny. (also, got bored. figures - the one time i need my GBA, i don't bring it with me.)

looked up to see a guy moseying on down the hill, dressed like a bottle of fanta... ah, right, i know him, it's greg. eye-damaging orange shirt, dude. very lollipop-crossing.

isaac and pete arrived, then vic.

vic brought me an almost-bunny. a jap bunny keyring toy.

and so i was happy.