My Rabbits Think I’m A Serial Killer

My Rabbits Think I’m A Serial Killer

Five and half years later, our rabbits still don’t trust us. That’s not likely to change. It’s after ten on a weeknight. Natalie is ready at the foot of the bed, towel in hand, syringe between her teeth. I’ve blocked off the head and right side of the bed using pieces of luggage, setting the […]