Another deadly mission this morning as Roger killed yet more bunnies. These are, of course, mercy killings - the poor beasts are riddled with myxy and already dying a slow death, and so it is really Roger's duty to save them from further agony. Not that one would know that when they are squealing under the crunch of his jaws. He carries out his duties in a very matter-of-fact way and drops the corpses promptly before moving on in search of his next victim. He certainly knows not to eat them (thankfully). The whole rabbit colony in the field behind the house seems affected by myxomatosis right now, probably the worst outbreak for several years. Rabbits are certainly the theme of the moment, with Anne Mason and I giving a presentation yesterday to the Breckland Society on the Warrens Project. Anne mentioned how in the Middle Ages rabbits were prone to a deadly disease called "moraine", so the poor things have been blighted for centuries! And afterwards we were at dinner when the hostess produced a rabbit fur wrap-thing around her neck.... There's no escaping the pesky varmints.
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