(Peter Levy's bridge bunny Sheeba. Prettiest lop I ever met.)
As those lucky enough to be friends with me on Facebook know, I've been a tad sick lately. A mixture of mineral/vitamin deficiencies, new meds and my stomach was in full out rebellion. Even water was being rejected .. which means painkillers were non-existent.. so was sleep as a lovely side effect. After two days of misery I finally got some sleep.
At some point in the night I dreamed that a large black lop hopped up onto my bed and wiggled under my arm, as I was lying on my side. Said rabbit stayed, just wriggling nose and letting me stroke hir nose, warming up my tummy and being life, making me feel all sorts of better.
When I woke up, said bunny was of course, gone but I could swear there was a warm spot beside me.