Well, within an hour, I had somebody inquire about her (dangit, I knew I should have asked for more). Her being the doeling, not Penny.....of course. And less than 24 hours later, she was in the back of his pick up truck and I had some Federal Reserve Notes in my back pocket and a cage containing these buggers:
|Charlie the GSD seems all too interested in the rabbits.|
Not ten minutes after the dust settled from the pickup & doeling leaving our place, we had this set up and ready to go:
I'll let you in on how our bunny-butchering afternoon went in another post. So if your stomach isn't up for pictures of white, fluffy things being bludgeoned to death and missing their skin, make a mental note to skip that post. But I do promise to include supper pictures, which should make up for the butchering pics.
Or just make it worse. Hmmmmm.