Good Grief!

If it's not one thing, it's another. Magda brought this bunny in. He's got a small puncture behind his neck, but he seems okay. I think there's more blood on my hand from taking him away from the cat than there is on the bunny.

I don't know why Magda insists on bringing me her catches. I'm upstairs minding my own business. But if she brings them to me, she should know by now that I'll take them away. Except, maybe, for mice. They're fair game.