For the past couple of days, as the weather has been good and I have been home from work on time, Lily and I have fed the family rabbits.
First we sit in front of the fridge, while I gather the lettuce, cabbage, carrots and radishes required by the law of if “Peter Rabbit likes it, so will our rabbits”. Lily at this point will either be eating said veggies or spreading it about the floor.
Next we take 95% of what I got out and head to the back door, Lily toddling beside me holding my hand.
Out the back is the smallest patch of grass known to man, reclaimed from the soon to be in-laws garden refit. Plonked alongside that is the disproportionately large hutch, up on bricks and plant pots.
It’s at this point, or at least just after convincing the rabbits to stay put, we sit transfixed on the speedy emptying of the food bowl.
I really love spending this time with Lily as I don’t get to see her much during the week as I do long hours in London, so its nice to get some daddy daughter time.