The Hormones...

I haven't said much about my bunnies in a while.
Of course it's not like their daily adventures in sniffing, eating, sleeping and chewing on their boxes aren't extremely important to them. But they are much the same day to day.
Now our bunnies are 7 years old, which is pretty old for a bunny. The boys have been fixed since they were about 6 months old, and to avoid fights no one gets out at the same time anyway (except the mother and daughter who are room-mates).
So there is no worry about little bunnies.
But every once in a while, the hormones strike and one of the does will get all broody and make a nest and sit in it all day until the mood passes.
Mrs. Rabbitman came down stairs just before Hotlead to find this, with our caramel coloured doe happily nesting in it.

She may have been pleased with herself for getting most of the fur from her grey furred mother. Although Nigella didn't seem to mind (or be missing much of anything).
The hormones, they are not your friends.