So our animals live on our plates.
Lots of people out there like M.Kate and Diana are quite dotty about rabbits.
This rather bemused looking one lives on a plate we bought in Italy years ago.
This cheerful character looks a bit muscular. Perhaps he has a gym membership.
I am not a great fan of seagulls. I find them large, unsubtle and oddly depressing.
However, when offered a little jug featuring one in the sort of pottery sold to visitors to the Isle of Wight, I was wild with delight and taken back to wet sand and the smell of seaweed and shrimps.........
This last rabbit lives in the hall on the book shelf. He was painted by an art school friend more than thirty-five years ago.
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