With Banjo on my knee

Earlier this week, for some reason unbeknownst to me, Fluffy

moved on to Glory. So, I laid him to rest


near the fig tree. That meant that Sassafras would be alone, so today I went to the feed store

and got her a friend.


I think that Coco thought that I had brought her a snack.

Matilda has seen so many rabbits come through here that she could not have cared less.

And Sassafras, well, she didn’t seem to mind….which is good…no hair, teeth and eyeballs flying everywhere. I named him Banjo, and I came home from the feed store with Banjo on my knee.