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I live with my Mum in a gigantic apartment, on the third floor, with a balcony.

Mum is obsessed with the balcony. Every Sunday, we have breakfast on it. Outside. Even when it's freezing cold, all dressed up in coats, scarves, gloves and hats. We only stay inside when it's raining. Then we eat in the kitchen and Sunday's gone.

Dad used to be here too, then he was away a lot, and now he doesn't come at all. Maybe he got fed up with the balcony.

Mum told me he has a new family, and that's why he doesn't come any more, which is a shame because I would have liked to meet them. I don't have any brothers or sisters, so a new family would be brilliant.

What's more, Dad knew the answer to everything.

Everything.

Absolutely everything!

Mum and I agree about that.

Since I'm not very lucky with my family, and because I really wanted a dog, Grandma gave me a rabbit.

A black dwarf rabbit, all warm and soft.

As soon as I got him, I took Zorro straight downstairs to the garden. But then I really needed the loo. When I got back, Zorro wasn't there anymore.

Grandma said that it didn't matter, that she would go and find him, and she'd be back tomorrow.

I wasn't so sure as Grandma was, but the next day, there was Zorro back in his hutch.

The funny thing was, he wasn't black any more, but white.

But Grandma said that was completely normal - “don't worry, he's still growing".