This morning, due to the increasingly hostile temperatures at night, our little rabit family was kept indoors. While Karl and Friedhelm were allowed to tear up the pantry, the less smelly Clara made herself comfortable in the living room. At 6:50 in the morning, as it is suppoosed to, my Nabaztag suddenly started to kick into life, bathing the living room in its characteristic purple ‘wake up’ lights when the best girlfriend ever suddenly yanked out the AV adaptor, saying ‘the rabbit will be scared senselessly and probably thinks she’ll get visited by little rabbit shaped aliens’.
Which raises the qustion: do rabbits think that aliens should be rabbit shaped?
Or are they far too busy contemplating the state of America’s involvement in Iraq?