Easter, a time of joy and celebration unless you are Magnus the Bunny. The tail of Magnus started a couple of weeks ago when I rescued him from M&S. He seamed like a happy chap, living on the kitchen table. Little did he know then what fate had in store for him. He may have got a little scared when Gail started talking to him and telling him of how many days there were till Easter.
As Easter arrived so did Hazel, and now Magnus got really scared. I freed him from his plastic home, hoping that the poor bunny might evade the chocoholics but it was to late. Poor Magnus was captured weighed and executed. His remains were divided among his executioners.
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