So first thing last Saturday morning.... I admit I let myself get into a bit of a funk..... The 'adorable' rabbit that I adopted a few years ago, out of the kindness of my heart.... decided to assualt me (again) complete with growling and flailing feet. I suppose i should have thanked her for not actually biting me this time... but I couldn't muster up the words.... She managed to knock the dish of vegetables i had so lovingly cut up completely out of my hand... carrots and grapes flying thru the air, and all over the ground. She's ill tempered on a good day... but I insist on try to feed her anyway... silly me. So I moved on to the ducks, who follow me around begging, instead of eating the food that I've already put on the ground (you have to picture me outside, glasses on, hair in a big ruffle... in my aging fleece robe and slippers....) by the time I went back inside i was grumbling as much as the rabbit..... I plunked down on the couch to sip my by then luke warm tea.... and flipped huffily thru a magazine sighing alot..... and then the husband said, "Would you like to go for a drive this morning? - We could be back by afternoon for lunch and gardening...." I thought that sounded like a really good idea..... So I traded my robe for some real outdoor clothes and off we went!!