Grumblings

Last assignment handed in on Wednesday, weekend away with the CU a really enjoyable time. Last week of normal lectures at Winchester, three lectures left to go, then three exams, then nothing...

Yet in between all of this "excitement" we seem to have become surrogate parents in our house. Recently Smoker had the wonderful idea to purchase two bunny rabbits, seemingly because she has nothing better to do with her time now that she has unofficially dropped out. This Monday she went and promptly lost one of them, by letting them roam free in the garden...not exactly a good idea.

Thankfully the lost bunny, whom we had given up for dead, returned three days later, right as rain, completely un-traumatised by the experience. Then this weekend Smoker goes and loses her again. She came back the next day - apparently shes got a burrow somewhere in the garden.

I didn't exactly agree to having rabbits in the house. We're still owned by the University and technically, as far as I'm aware from similar experiences last year with Third Year's hamsters, not allowed pets. Yet Teacher, Other Bloke and I seem to now be doing most of the looking after of these animals. The other two don't mind that much, as they wanted rabbits anyway, but we had a major grumbling session last night about it. And we made a rather painful decision to call the RSPCA next time something like this happens again. It sounds rather harsh, I admit, and its the last thing that I want to do - hopefully its the extreme. But really they're not our rabbits. Why should we keep looking out for them?

Moan over.

Laters.