Mum thinks I will eat ANYTHING but it is not true. She is feeding a friend’s pet rabbit – named Cuddles – and I go along with her. The rabbit runs away when she sees me so I have to stay in the house if it is time for him to go into the hutch. We get a few foxes round here, so a rabbit would not be safe outside at night. Yesterday Cuddles left some rabbit cereal so Mum pushed the bowl to me.. No way! There are very few things I do not eat, but that is one of them, also the lettuce and carrot that Cuddles nibbles. Unlike the sausage that Mum dropped the other day: I snapped that up double quick. So now I know why it is called Rabbit Food