I spent today at In Stitches' Lock-In, admiring everyone's projects and working on one of mine ("Elizabeth Easdon" by The Essamplaire). The nice thing about this was that I had outlined lots of bricks and the center window, so I could easily talk and rubberneck at other people's projects and not lose my place.
I put a lot of time into my Christmas project this week. I love the bright colors.
A disquieting development in our rabbit family: Elvis has been pestering Peaches, following her around to mount her, although all of the rabbits are neutered. Pink, perhaps to protect Peaches, whom he shields and grooms, has been fighting with Elvis, so the three bunnies who used to sleep in a cozy little heap, now have to be separated. Patti, of Bright Eyes Sanctuary, who was Pink's foster mom, and has seen a ton of bunnies come and go, thinks that Peaches may have an illness that she's been concealing, and that Elvis may sense her weakness--humping among rabbits is about power and domination. So little Peaches is scheduled for an appointment at the exotic pet vet this week. Crossing our paws that all is well with her and that someday the rabbit family can live cozily together once again. In the meantime, Peaches and Pink room together in a large cage while Elvis is out, and Elvis spends time in a cage while they are out. Not perfect, certainly. Elvis is despondent and spends hours lying next to their cage sadly. Of course, when Pink gets close enough, the boys pull each other's hair through the bars. Sigh.
Uncle Ernie: "I can't help myself. But I wish things were the way they used to be."
Happy week ahead.