The dollhouse drama is fraught with tension and suspense.  What did the bunny, in her sweet pink gingham-check dress and frilly apron, do to get into this situation?  What grudge does the hard-working kitten, clad in the classic Uniform of the People, bear against the bunny?  I have no idea.  Perhaps it was an off-handed insult to the kitten’s honor, or perhaps the bunny was caught with her little paws in the cookie jar.  The kitten stares the bunny down with a cool glint in its eye.  The bunny lifts its chin defiantly.  Both swords gleam with the cold sharpness of plastic inevitability.

 

My clever niece made my day with these photos.  (My dad said she spent quite a long time getting the figures set up and playing with dramatic camera angles to get the right effect.)