Trust the Bunny, Whimsical

He said ,"Trust me."  I glanced in his direction and detected a sly smirk cross his cutesy little face, whiskers twitching.  "Seriously, trust me," he repeated, this time with more conviction.  He tentatively moved closer to the pot plant; those yellow-green leaves looked plump, luscious, juicy.  The bunny gave me one more look; blinked hard.  I sighed then, and turned away, shoulders shrugged, and hoped for the best.
 

50cm x 50cm // Oil on canvas // $420 Unframed // $540 Framed in Tasmanian oak // Price inc Aust delivery and certificate of authenticity