Pete Ashton<p>Every quarter I get, and devour, a copy of Rabbiting On from the excellent <a href="https://social.coop/tags/Rabbit" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>Rabbit</span></a> Welfare Association <a href="http://www.rabbitwelfare.co.uk/" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" translate="no" target="_blank"><span class="invisible">http://www.</span><span class="">rabbitwelfare.co.uk/</span><span class="invisible"></span></a>, and I’m always struck how it’s like those low-grade “womens” magazines with a happy smiley lady on the cover surrounded by the darkest of headlines. Aw, cute bunny! Oh, intestinal worms…</p><p><a href="https://social.coop/tags/BunniesOfMastadon" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>BunniesOfMastadon</span></a> <a href="https://social.coop/tags/rabbitsofmastodon" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>rabbitsofmastodon</span></a></p>