Posted by episode81 on April 27, 2009
This weekend, I spent some time at Save-a-Bunny in Mill Valley. This is a remarkable charity that seeks out bunnies on death-row at shelters, and finds them homes with people who want one – like me. The place is clean. The only smell is of sweet hay – quite a feat if you are familiar with rabbits and their powerful output!
I visited on the way back from St Helena, where my friend Bob has a vineyard. Bob worked with me at Sun. He sold his stock before the crash (I didn’t) and now lives in St Helena, in a fabulous house surrounded by vines (I don’t). Lucky man. He makes the most awesome Cab I have ever tasted. There is nothing like a bottle of Bob with dinner.
Anywho, I digress …
Back to my rabbit! His name at the shelter was Simon, his name at Save-a-Bunny was Painter. Not loving either of those, I have named him Noodles. Why Noodles? I was watching a dog show on TV the other day and the winning dog’s nickname was Noodles. I like the name. Noodles is quite the goofy rabbit and has wierd rex fur – kind of curly but very short. Oh, and he’s cute. What’s not to love?