Everything in the landscape was motionless as the sun struggled to rise into the cold March sky.
While the horizon was merely a dirty grey, the rabbits in the TV room entered their naturally perky time of day. They stretched, ate, groomed themselves, groomed each other, kicked up their heels, and explored their new surroundings.
As Herman became more confident in the room, she found herself attracted to the intriguing scents and sounds emanating from behind the bunny-barrier. She stretched up on her back legs and periscoped, but the wall was too high, and the angle too severe for her to make a risky jump into the unknown. Instead she worked her way along its edge, stopping and snuffling hard where there was a crack between table-tops.
Finally, she came to the end of the table-barricade,
