Lacey Brown

“There seem to be an awful lot of rabbits,” I observed, looking around. “Ah, yes,” replied Perkins, crossing a stone-arched bridge that spanned the small stream, “we never did get the lid on reproduction within Watership Down—if left to their own devices, the book would be so full of dandelion-munching lagomorphs that every other word would be rabbit within a year. Still, Lennie enjoys it here when he has some time off.”
― Jasper Fforde, The Well of Lost Plots