After the serious business of judging was over, the fun began. As light relief from trying to reach perfection, the bunnies raced each other in heats of two, aided by the delicate breath and eager hands of their owners.
And somewhere at the back of my mind I thought of the rabbit fire chief and the dancing chicken in Herzog’s Stroszek. Set in Wisconsin in 1977, I imagine the amusement arcade no longer exists, but
who knows. Here anything is possible.