MUGGED!

Before you pick up the phone in a panic Mum, I'm fine; it's one of the kids that was mugged. Figuratively that is. We've noticed that whenever Carl is in the garden he instantly acquires a New Best Friend: Rocco. This wiley old bunny has figured out that the youngest bi-ped in the pack is frequently expelled into the garden to avoid making a mess with whatever he's eating. And that provides plenty of hunt-em -and-grab-em opportunities for somebunny.

At first Rocco sidles up to take a sneaky sniff at whatever Carl is eating under the pretext of getting a pat. He's not fussy, but his preferences run to anything high-carb, hi-sugar, and vegetarian. Other than that you'd be surprised how flexible his tastes can be considering his standard diet is grass, hay, grass, pellets, and more grass.

On this particularly occassion Carl had plopped himself down for an impromptu picnic next to Rocco's sandpit. Most people make the mistake of assuming the sandpit is for the kids; a mistake soon rectified once they see Rocco huffily rearranging any toys that have been moved, smoothing sandcastles he doesn't approve of, and re-excavating tunnels crumbled by careless bi-ped feet. It's his sandpit.

Carl's second mistake was to be clutching a plate of peanut butter sandwiches, an irresistable treat from the Gods for somebunny. Some crafty bunny anyway...

Luckily I was on hand to snap some pics of the mugging, although I unfortunately didn't get the final snap in which Rocco made off with his head held high, ears flapping wildly, wobbly bottom jiggling with effort, half of a peanut butter sandwich firmly clenched in his teeth. Of course he wasn't allowed to keep it - that would REALLY upset his gut - but he was allowed a piece of the crust and got a cuddle for a good effort.