On a wholly different note, I learned a couple weeks ago that a new academic post at Edinburgh Uni has been established: Lecturer in Rabbit Medicine and Surgery. For the exciting news click here. Apparently, with well over one million pet rabbits in the UK, there’s plenty of demand for vets specializing in leporidology, as the study of rabbits is called. So, rabbit lovers, rejoice! Your dear pets have an advocate in Edinburgh.
Some of you may recall that while we lived in St. Louis we had three rabbits. For the record, these bunnies served a purely utilitarian purpose: they made fertilizer for our garden and flower beds, a job at which they were quite adept. So, when the first died, we were sad. When his fluffy daughter followed suit, we mourned. When the final bunny croaked, we tore our cloaks and bathed in ashes. Today I can only ask, “Why did it take so long for Europe to establish this first lectureship in rabbit medicine?” Think of all the poor folk who could have been spared sorrow such as we experienced three times over! Still, there is much reason to be grateful, for tomorrow’s rabbits (and their devoted owners) face a better future. Truly, we live in a beautiful age.
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The only thing that I can say is you are a “dork”! I enjoyed your post very much. Maybe someday you can get Julian a pet bunny.
I think a combined dissertation in Ezekial hermeneutics and leporidology is in order. C’mon, it’s in there SOMEWHERE, right?
THis made me laugh. Remember that one Thanksgiving when James went out to see the bunnies and one of them was dead? I don’t remember which one.