Sir Sam Hughes, Bunny.
This is Sir Sam Hughes. He went Ape Stuff last night around midnight and knocked down his water cylinder with the ball-bearing at the end of it, and his one toy in a fit of rage. He looks at me like he wants out of this cage so badly, but I dont know if I should, and his owner (I dont know who that is, exactly) is never to be seen. So instead I walk past him down the stairs and let him sniff my arm.
If nothing else, I am a new smell in the life of Sir Sam Hughes, Bunny. Mom would be so proud...
Labels: Animals
posted by Reever at
10:44 AM
2 Comments:
Can I have him?
11:35 AM
Prolly not. When we got the cats, we kinda made them top dogs, as it were. And if you wont let me get a bird because it would be cruel to the cats, then how would they feel about a small, rodent-like animal in a cage at their eye level. At least the bird is high above them.
11:49 AM
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