There exists in this piece no small amount of sheer dislocation. The only way we can be sure any animal is present - or ever was - is by Essexjan's deceptively prosaic title of Bunny! OMG!.

Bunny OMG, indeed! This poor wretch has been stretched out to three times it's normal size, and seemingly eviscerated. As if someone did a home-school tailoring course and decided to make a shawl out of the family pet.

The piece is in semi-focus, only enough detail to announce the merest hint of the known, and the attendant overtones of fluffy familiarity.

But then we witness immediately what has been done here, our eyes follow the vague form into the haze of distance, of decidedly irregular and posthumous proportion.

Something has happened to this Bunny OMG! that we have all had a hand in, perhaps more than one hand.

Perhaps there is a small tag at the other end of this photo which reads plainly: J. Fox, Furs for the Discerning, 12 Vauxhall Road, London.