so, i've been writing emails, and don't have time to blog. but in my reply i found this gem of ruths, so i'm sharing it with you. that's ruth and münte in the picture. i feel i'm going to start vomiting little pieces of textiles myself soon if this play doesn't happen...
"we let münte castrate (do you say so?) and you know what??? the operation was at 8am and at 6pm we picked him up at the veterinaries. he was in one of these huge boxes you use when you aremoving. we put him in the living room and though he was still blurred, he immediately jumped out of the box! in spite his cut whatever. crazy rabbit. will (my british mitbewohner when tobi was in spain) was absolutely right in calling münte a "balg". the days after he behaved like he hadn´t had an operation at all. after a week i started to doubt that they had really operated him. so we took a look and yes, they did. it didn´t look nearly as exciting as i had thought it would. anyway. now is totally recovered, not horny anymore (fering says: thanks to god!) but still extremely annoying, eating everything that he is not supposed to eat, messing up the towel shelve in the bathroom (he loves towels, he also loves tearing them, afterwwards he vomits little pieces of textiles). ohmy god, i´m again writing more about this silly rabbit than about your mail or me... "
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