So, the rabbit finally has a name. Angus has been given a series of Fairy Tale stories and decided, remarkably appropriately, to call her .....
The amusing thing is, though, that he forgets sometimes and asks, "What is her name?" Or if people ask him what his rabbit is called he says that he can't remember! I imagine that her name will change a few times in the coming months. Thank you for all the suggestions.
And the answers to the Angus language quiz...
coal ..... his breakfast
water ..... a drink of milk or juice
steam ..... his reason for needing to eat (I need more steam)
shovel ..... his spoon
fire box ..... his mouth when eating (also sometimes called a Thomas Tunnel)
letting off steam ..... an excuse for making rude noises. He is especially proud of having made some visitors to the Zoo jump by doing this next to the Orangutans!
engine shed ..... his bedroom, or anywhere else he is heading at the time
rail tracks ..... marks on the pavement made when repairs have been carried out and that he uses as a route.
So there you are, a crash course on Angus speak.
Below are the scan pictures from Monday. We did want to know the sex but sadly Bump was not obliging.
With the amount of kicking going on, I think this one might be a bit more lively than Angus! Oh help!