I found a piece of lettuce this morning on the floor in the middle of the living room, far, far away from the rabbit’s food bowl. So I sent Amanda an email saying:
“I found a leaf of lettuce this morning in the middle of the living room floor. I don’t even want to speculate as to how it got there.”
She wrote back with:
“I think sometimes they just want to remind us that its THEIR house and we are simply allowed to live there.”
I couldn’t have summed it up any better myself.