Hot weather, malnutrition, or some other combination of malaise quickly hit Petit Noir. In a matter of days he went from running around in the pen to lifeless in his cave of hay. You were such a grunty little guy. The scar from your bite is gone but the memories remain.
Since Liv was small the Easter bunny has visited us. Sabine places out nests and they are magically filled with cardboard Easter eggs. Inside there are treats, usually of the chocolate variety.
