Harreforming the Bunnel

I never went in my bunnel.

Ankles enlarged it.
The first day, I went in and came out.
I went in.


I came out.
I went in.
I stayed a while.
I came out the same end.

I played in the newly harreformed bunnel a long time.
Then I chewed it.
It's wonderful.

Grudge

Jaguar pajamas.

Ankles has some of these.
I disapprove of jaguar pajamas.
In fact, I am holding a grudge concerning the pajamas.

My grudge has a result:
Ankles feels awful.
She has increased her efforts at bonding.
The salads are better.
There is more sling time.
After sling, she will lift me up to hold me close.
I fit by her neck under her ear.
I get more petting.
She lets warm nose air flow over my ears.
That was creepy at first.
Then I got used to it.
Before long, it began to feel nice.
I loosened my shedder muscles so more rabbit hair would flow up her nose during inhales.
She kept cuddling.
She reduced her computer time so she could lie on the floor and watch me play with my towels.

One morning I refused to come out to play.
She cuddled me first, then I came out.
Now, I won’t come out any morning until after cuddle time.

The grudge thing is working for me.

Happy Halloween!

I love October.

October has Halloween.....and witches.

Witches have brooms.

I love brooms.

Halloween has treats.

I knew that.

But......brooms don't count as treats.

There are more treats!

I love October.

Bunnell

I have a new bunnell.

I have never had one before.

Ankles ordered it for me.

It came Priority Mail.

I'm not sure what I think about it.

Sometimes these are called wormholes because they are the fastest way to travel from here to there.

I don't need a wormhole.

I can teleport.

Roll in the Hay

Ankles and I read about Tyler and Sydney's hay tubes. They are in The Qi Papers blog.
I have had rolling hay before.
I have not liked it.
Hay in tubes is neat and tidy.
That is a problem.
I can't bulldoze huge disintegrating wads of hay across the floor if it is in tubes.

Ankles stuffed some hay in a tube so we could take a disapproval photo.
I saw the tube of hay. I had a moment of open mindedness. I started eating the hay. Evil Stepsister came by to share the hay.

Sharing hay with Evil Stepsister is easy. She doesn't eat very much. Her teeth are all wrong for hay.
Then, Mr Ankles will come in and try to stop her eating hay because she throws it up.
It will be too late, she will throw up anyway.
Mr. Ankles will get upset and clean it up really fast.
Then he will say "Stupid rabbit." That's stupid because the rabbit didn't just throw up from eating something she knows will make her throw up.
It's pretty entertaining.
Entertainment is an important part of a good day.

BTDT (Been there, done that)

No!

We just did this!

My nails!

I was growing them out.

They were finally getting long enough.

I could scratch inside my ears.

Blech

Ankles read about other buns.

Buns liking apple chips.

This is not apple chips.

I had an unpredictable moment of open mindedness.

I tasted it.

I ran under my deck, arrows of hatred shooting from my eyes.

Revulsion dripping from every follicle like shedding hair in the spring*.

Back feet thumped the floor.

It was a bad day.


*Note from Ankles, Official Shedding begins April 1st and ends March 31st.