I have always loved rabbits. When my children fell and hurt themselves to stop the tears I drew a rabbit on the back of their hand as a badge of honour and a sigh to show their Dad when he came home from work.

Many years later I had two rabbits who lived in the house, hopped wherever they wanted even out into the garden. If the dog bothered them one would try to fight it! They loved sitting on the floor by my feet at breakfast time being fed grapes while the dog ate her toast.

I live in a beautiful part of England and see rabbits most days when I go out for a walk.