Then I fed the birds.
We got Tosh to keep Joe amused. That's nearly six years ago now. He'd been saying he wanted a pet and was threatening to get a snake which didn't appeal to us very much (all those dead mice in the freezer) so we compromised with a rabbit and a guinea pig. The guinea pig was a mistake- Tosh just bullied it- and we swapped it for a second rabbit- an older rabbit that didn't live long. Tosh has now outlived three "wives". We won't be supplying him with another. He's an elderly gentleman in rabbit terms- and when he goes we'll be winding up our rabbit-keeping days.