This weekend, a new addition to our little menagerie will arrive. He shall be called Vincent, and he is black, with huge ears. He is, in fact, a rabbit. Not one of the ones which are so lovely with carrot and onions from in the field, but a proper house bunny. Forty pounds worth of house bunny. Plus, of course, the cage and the food, plus the hay and the litter and, inevitably, a carrying case. I might as well let the thing eat my wallet. Still, it was my idea so I can’t really complain.
Actually, I can. You see I also have two goldfish. Berlingo and Mutahir. They cost me two pounds each, plus a five pound tank and about threepence of water out of the tap. Food is basically free too, and they provide lots of good entertainment with the “Gravel Volleyball Olympics”. The hamster was also pretty cheap. He doesn’t seem to eat much and sawdust isn’t expensive. Then again he is the most inactive pet I have ever owned. I include in that Laurence, my old pet brick.
At this time of year when a lot of students are changing houses, it must be very tempting for a lot of them to get a little friend to keep them company during the long, tedious, essay-writing night. However I would like to put my usual rubbish comedy aside just this once and make a heartfelt appeal. Please don’t get one unless you can afford it. I can, but only just.
Tim Ingham
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