I'm gonna kill that silly wabbit. Ya know I can't stand to see anything caged and Bugsy only has a small carrier.
Our problem is we were not prepared for Bugsy. Had we had a place for him outside all ready and waiting, I would not be going "ewwwwwwwwww".....
The cuteness factor of Bugsy way off the charts. He follows me from room to room. Standing in one spot for long, Bugsy will hop on my bare feet and sit for a while. Sometimes he races around the room, pent up energy being expelled, he turns a corner and goes into a sideways slide on the hardwood floors. His little body totally out of his control, he tries to use his front paws to straighten himself out. His paws serve only to cause his body to rotate in a circle.
He is a curious little fella, sniffing and tasting his way around the room. He nibbles. The baseboards, cupboards, wood baskets, he tries them all.
I could tolerate him better if he was box trained though I would never tolerate a litter box in my house. How gross is it to know you have a box full of litter and cat poop or in this case, rabbit ? Nope, I can't go there either. If I had a cat, it would have to be trained to use the toilet or go outside. I feel the same about this rabbit. His rabbit run should be finished today and it can't be too soon for me.
Carrie loves him. She makes sure he has water and food without being told to check on him. I tell myself we are helping her build responsibility.
My afternoon is planned. The Jody Arias trial resumes today and we will be ringside once again. I'm ready for the prosecutor to question this witness. She took the stand in her own defense, something most people accused refuse to do so this case is unique.
I'm ready to take a nap. It's not even 0800 yet! I must get moving or I will be back to sleep.