I started the idea for this blog when my daughters both decided to start their own blogs. I don't have any really cute little kids to take photos of right now. My kids are grown. I take care of our garden. I take classes at the local junior college. I live with a cat that wants to be petted, but doesn't want to be touched and two Uromastyx lizards who peel three times a year.

It is a different life from the constantly moggled existence I experienced with three children, school, piano lessons, doctor's appointments, moving every two to three years, making new friends, finding new doctors--now more sedate, but no less wonderful.

The three rabbits keep me in touch with what it is to care for something that really needs me. Peter Pumpkin-Eater, a dwarf Rex was the first to arrive. Oops! came next--a dwarf satin. Then Roo (short for kanga-roo), a sweet and spoiled bunny, also a dwarf satin, was a return at the place where I buy pet food. They couldn't put her back in with the others--and she needed us as much as we needed her.

It is a good experience to come into the kitchen in the morning and have three small, excited beings literally hopping around me. I am popular. I am wonderful. I am unparallelled in their universe.

I spend time and money on them, but I get so more much back in terms of pure adoration.