After Christmas we came back to our house. In wintertime I live in Bibi’s house. I still go to my outside house all the time. I like rain and snow and I don’t care how cold it is because I used to pretend I was an outdoor bunny. My water used to freeze every night when Bibi gave it to me before she trapped me and took me inside to be her bunny. Now from my outside house I can always go back inside whenever I want. And I can go onto the porch.
The cats and I will like several copies when your Adventure stories get to be a book Sandra, because your life as an indoor-outdoor Super Bunny is so encouraging and fascinating. Thank you for this latest installment especially since we also at Mary's house have a rasberry jungle, although it has been sadly neglected due to few bunnies at present. A useful tip just the same!
Sandra, which tastes better, the phone book or the raspberry leaves? I'm curious. If you tell me which one tastes better I'll probably start eating that. Because I think a "Super Bunny" should know what tastes best.
The cats and I will like several copies when your Adventure stories get to be a book Sandra, because your life as an indoor-outdoor Super Bunny is so encouraging and fascinating. Thank you for this latest installment especially since we also at Mary's house have a rasberry jungle, although it has been sadly neglected due to few bunnies at present. A useful tip just the same!
Can’t really say I like nibbling on branches, twigs and phone books, Sandra. You can have mine, at least until I acquire a taste for them.
Such a sweet, tender story. Can’t wait for the book!
Sandra, which tastes better, the phone book or the raspberry leaves? I'm curious. If you tell me which one tastes better I'll probably start eating that. Because I think a "Super Bunny" should know what tastes best.
Something about those briar patches. I can imagine how protected it must have felt to be guarded by an army of thorns!