It seems a bit silly to develop affection for an unrewarding pet like a rabbit, but there was sadness in the Goode household last week when a fox took one of our rabbits and injured the other. It was around 10.30 pm at night, and I forgotten to put the rabbits back from their run into their hutch. It wasn't the first time... But this time a fox broke in, and by the time I got outside to see what was happening it was too late for one bunny. I managed to rescue the other, but the next day it was clear it had problems, and the vet confirmed this (broken tarsus). The vet seemed keen to treat the bunny, but with costs estimated at £350+ we thought this was ludicrous. So we had to say goodbye to this one as well. Apparently foxes are a huge problem for rabbit owners. We let the rabbits have run of the garden during the day, sometimes (it was tricky to catch them afterwards).
So farewell bunnies. For the last few months I've been the only one who can handle them (they were biting Fiona and the boys, but not me), and I developed a mild affection for them despite their unfriendly nature. We always think that we cherish the things we love, but it is also true that we love the things we cherish.