Blessed are those who clean, for they shall babysit Bolix...

A number of unfortunate circumstances have prevented me and my husband from travelling these past three or four months, but we had made arrangements to take our kids and grandkids to an adventure hotel in the state of Mexico (there is a city, a country, and a state called "Mexico", don't get confused!) right after Christmas.  They wanted to go anyway because the grandkids need time to share adventures and play, so off they went with our blessing.

That meant, though, that I was asked to babysit Bolix, the pet rabbit of one of my grand-daughters.  She shares it with two other school mates, who take their turns at other times.  Bolix is cuter than puppies, tame, knows his (her?) name, and can even run around the back yard harmlessly without trying to escape.

But our weather has been cold and rainy, so Bolix must live in his cage indoors at least for the moment.  Listen, the danged thing is adorable, and I have mucked out horse stalls, changed diapers, cleaned up adult poo, and dealt with compost, but rabbit urine is atrocious.  How this rabbit puts out so much when he doesn't seem to drink water is a mystery hidden within rabbit physiology, but I swear it weighs as much as he does at the end of the day, filling the sodden, pestiferous pull-out tray which I line with sheets and sheets of newspaper.

Pray for a sunny day!  I need to free this animal in my yard, get out a scrub brush, and go at that cage like the avenging angel.  My standard poodle has lived with cats and wouldn't bother Bolix, who is also used to dogs and cats, and I think Lusso would be intrigued but not aggressive.  (Lusso is shaping up to be something special and unusual, but that is another story.  Let it suffice to say that Lusso removes money from my purse when I forget to zip it up and offers it to visitors.)

Bless the beasts and the children and the rabbits, and those of us who have to clean up after all of them!