First Grass of Winter

The first grass of the season is comming up.
This whole warren has come out of the burrow.
They are going to eat the new grass and have ball shaped poops.
Click on the picture for the McGoo View.

Very sad about the ears.
So small.
The ears tell you about these poor eaters.
It tells that their feet are not good for digging.
They cannot dig burrows big enough for normal size ears to fit.

I wonder if they can hear anything.
I hope they are good at subtitiles.

Ambience

Yesterday, Ankles made me new cage mats.
The mats are good because my cage floor is too slippery. It's a good cage otherwise. It's very homey. I like to rest in here more than under the chair.

Ankles peels the corrugated so it is comfy and not slippery.

Hairy Ankles asked
"Why does she need new ones?"


She replied
"Too much ambience."

That is OK with me. I have more.

Entre-bun-eur

Ankles says I should go into business for myself.

I have been very busy removing holes at home. My excision technique is rapid and undetectable.

She suggests the slogan "Big and small, we do them all!"

I want to stress "Precision equipment calibrated daily."

and "No hidden retooling fees."

Dignity Goes Poof

This is one of my Evil Stepsisters. This is the evil one. She likes to pretend I am invisible. This makes her fun.

Yesterday was loads of fun! She was sitting in the middle of the room. She was pretending our home was devoid of rabbits.

I snuck up behind her. I sniffed her. Nothing.

I ran past her. I ran past again. Nothing.

I sniffed her knees. She stared into space. Then......

I ran between her front legs and head butted her hairy stomach!

She went straight up in the air!

I ran into my corner. I did many circle binkys. Then I had to re-arrange my laundry.

camo bun

Can you see me?

I am in my sling.

I like it here.

It feels like I am deep in the ground.

It is like being surrounded by other rabbits.

I can relax in my sling.

Rabbits don't like Halloween

Ankles went to Osh for me. She's nice.

She says there is a good reason why witches don't like rabbits.

I say there is a good reason why rabbits don't like witches. They won't share their toys.

Our revenge? No witches allowed at Easter! We are keeping ALL the baskets for ourselves. Even the wicker ones.

Celery

Yesterday I had some celery. It was satisfyingly crunchy. I hope to have more.

Then I chewed something.

"Silver, did you chew this?"

I said: "I like celery."