Hi! I haven't posted anything in a while and thanks for reading. Anyone who knows me knows I'm slightly bunny-mad so that compliments that! Enjoy and reviews are welcome and very appreciated! :)

The blissful sunshine gazes down on the city of London early in the morning, as the capital became increasingly busier the deeper into the centre I drive. I pass a group of fluorescently clothed workmen and was struck with sympathy for them because I knew too well that the sun would soon commence its long and blistering stare. Thankful to be out of the heat, I park up in the closest possible space to the entrance and watch as the mechanical purr initiates the raising of the roof from the boot and stretches out high before clamping into position just above my head.

8:30 and the UCOS office is already uncomfortably warm, almost humid. In the summer, I'm always the first in, waiting for the boys because of the blinding and disturbingly early sunrise of the warmer months that wake me up at 6AM. However, I tend to make up for it in the winter where it's just easier to turn over and ignore Gerry's calls than face the freezing day ahead.

I take off my blazer, wondering why I even bothered with it in the first place and prop my sunglasses on top of my head,setting back the annoying strand of hair that's made its presence all too well known today.

No way. I stand in awe, blazer still in hand, fixated on my desk,that's topped with various mountains of monotonous paperwork, at the mysterious and unexplained presence of a small, white rabbit with caramel splodges running down it back. One ear lies flat against the side of its face whilst the other springs up slightly to being like a helicopter propeller. I slowly approach the small furry creature and kneel down by the wooden frame of the desk so that our eyes are at level with each other. She (as I can now see) hops towards me, nuzzling the knuckles of my left hand and sniffs various graphs and reports scattered over the work surface. She approaches me again, after retreating and stands on her hind legs, putting her paws on my shoulder to balance. I smile, lifting her up and walk out to the cooler office, surprised to see Brian and Gerry.

"I'm good thanks," I answer Gerry who holds my cup up initially before his smile is wiped out with confusion.

I continue walking, as Brian looks over too, to find what I'm looking for.

"Sandra?" Gerry and Brian start simultaneously. I know what their curiosity entails before they've said a word.

I continue walking but smile. "Yes boys, it's a rabbit..."