We've been back for a few days now. Actually, it feels like forever. I'm worried about Roo. She began favoring her left hind leg about a week ago. I kept an eye on her--rubbing the leg and checking again and again in case she'd picked up some sort of burr while on the porch with Peter and Oops. When I came in to straighten out their enclosure one evening, there were silver-dollar sized blood spots on the rug that Roo had been resting on all afternoon. Of course, I panicked and took her to an all-night animal emergency clinic (you would not believe the number of these places around here--I didn't when we first arrived--only open at night or on weekends--it's like the dog cookie stores all over--every other business is struggling to stay afloat, but dog cookies and midnight pet clinics are doing great)(!!!??) where they gave her a pretty thorough physical. They couldn't find anything--no ticks, no fleas, no hairballs, no worms--only an adorable, frightened dwarf rabbit. The vet sympathized over the x-rays that showed no damage to anything that was visible on the two poses--and sent me home with some pain killing drops so that Roo could rest comfortably while she healed. The vet recommended that I keep her apart from the other rabbits--but after one day of that, Roo was morose and annoyed at being kept apart from the others in a small enclosure that let her see, smell, and hear the other two--but not touch them. Eventually, I got tired of her nasty looks and just let her back in with Peter and Oops. She doesn't go out on the patio with them yet--and I can't tell if she is getting better or not. Still eats well, drinks, poops, ponies up for treats just like before--I am very bad at small creatures who can't tell me exactly what they need. My solution is to throw money at a problem and hope that it goes away--hasn't worked yet, but still I keep doing it whenever I can't figure out what else to do.