This morning my dad called me on the phone long distance; we can talk for
quite a long time. Of course the bunnies will NOT tolerate anyone
interfering with breakfast, so I plugged in my headphone jack to be hands
free, and proceeded to get the bowls filled and begin cleaning the litter
I was chatting away, almost done sweeping up the Cocoa puffs around his matt
when the phone starts to crackle oddly..."Hello?" I hear a faint response
from my dad's end...Oh, oh, I whip my head around and sure enough, Mr. Magoo
has his teeth on the cord to the head set. Chock up another one for
bunnykind... Cocoa teeth one - mom zero.
"RAY!! I have a repair job for yooooooouu!" Hubby just looked at me with
that "look". You know the one mainly reserved by husbands: "Why ARE we
keeping that useless, fur ball of destruction, just to keep me in chores??"
"RUN AWAY, RUN AWAY!!!!! THAT RABBIT'S DYNAMITE!!"
Arlette, Cocoa & Brownie
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