Flopsy, Mopsy, Cotton-tail and Peter
Mother Rabbit has dug out the top of the nest, and extended it. So now they are cuddled up under a parsley plant. Their eyes are opening. They move constantly, nudging themselves unseeingly, in a slow moving writhing ball of fluff.
If this lot are Flopsy, Mopsy, Cotton-tail and Peter from Beatrix Potter, then we must be the Macgregors. Does that mean at some point, they stop being adorably sweet and become menacing vegetable thieves instead?