My Furry Friends

I have a few close friends who can be held at least partly responsible for me becoming a vegetarian. Here they are, in no particular order...I have my favourites but that'll stay between me and them. Who am I kidding - there's no denying my complete and utter devotion to my number one guy; Lord Wallace.

Here he is enjoying a carrot. Well, not so much enjoying the carrot, as revelling in shredding it up without eating it after stealing it from his arch rival...

Who is also known as Miss Delores Lemondrop. We adopted her when my boyfriend's brother could no longer look after her. She's a doll...

Her boyfriend Frank thinks so too. She's totally out of his league and he knows it. We adopted him from a rabbit shelter. A wonderful place ran solely by an amazing woman who has devoted her house to rescuing abused and abandonned bunnies. Poor Frank had a tough time before he came to us. Now he is the Hugh Heffner of rabbles and is rather pleased with his hot little Playboy bunny missus.

And last but certainly not least, my baby Cecil. He's tiny, and afraid of everything, apart from snuggles, and relishes in every opportunity to engage in one.