Meet Shakespeare!

No, I'm not referring to the 17th century playwrite; as you can see, I am in fact talking about my pet house rabbit!

This little guy (mischevious as he is - a fridge freezer and electric cooker cable later, I know he is), keeps me company when I am home alone writing. Though, he does tend to eat my print outs rather than read them.

He lives in the house with Louise and I, generally confined to the kitchen when we're not around but given pretty much free rein of the ground floor when we're in.

Not writing related in the slightest, but he's quite cute so I had to get him on the blog.

Here's a few pictures of the little fella getting into trouble in the storeroom. Aww!