Bunny Portrait by Livia. All others by her mama.

My friends Joie and Jake went north for the L’Abri conference in Rochester and came home with a rabbit. One of Honeysuckle’s offspring, to be more specific. Honeysuckle is well known in the Tredway household. Ever since I began reading of Honeysuckle’s adventures on Margie Haack’s blog—and then met the rabbit in person last spring—we have awaited any news of the bunny and hoped with bated breath that she’d get pregnant. After some time she did conceive and birthed the cutest baby Angoras you could possible imagine. And now those babies are small no longer! Apparently rabbits grow fast.

Livia began asking me daily to visit Joie’s apartment to see Jack. Or Zach. Or sometimes Honeysuckle, which we both called Jack when we weren’t thinking straight. Livia even volunteered to spin Jack’s wool when the time came for shearing. This is how dedicated we are to Angoras now: we watch YouTube videos on spinning. I’m saving up all these thoughts and hopes and dreams for Livia’s future. I have visions of her marrying a Nebraska farmer and then running a menagerie of animals on their farm. Liv will come and go as a rural veterinarian and she’ll take every lost and broken thing under her wing until they are mended. In the meantime, she is learning to add and subtract and read and write. Back to the present. We finally made it over to visit Jack in person and Liv lovingly fed him carrot bits and brussel sprouts. Joie believes Jack is an introvert, so we’ll give him some time to get used to the rapt attentions of a seven-year-old vet-in-training.