Why His Name Is King: Our Nighttime Routine
People ask me in Meknes why I call him King, and the honest answer is that the name was not…
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My everyday mornings, evenings and 2-minute routines. Same steps, same angle photo, one honest line.
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People ask me in Meknes why I call him King, and the honest answer is that the name was not…
Final score: Bunny 12, Humans 0, Game Integrity retired hurt. Welcome to the match report from cards night here in…
Ladies and gentlemen of the burrow, please take your seats. Tonight only, by the edge of the rug here in…
This morning Chico sat up straight in the corner of my room here in Meknes, ears forward, front paws together…
Halloween planning starts early here: which costume? Four options photographed, seconds each, treats between. Democracy by diary. Tonight’s post runs…
Soon enough, the ratio of poops to dirt will skew. My dirt pile grows daily: dug, scattered, napped in, dug…
Drink, then clean: tiny fluffy hands washing the face with total focus. Bad days get better watching it. Good days…
Art night: I drew my fluflies tonight, seven sketches from my favourite photos. Blurry ones skipped, sharp ones framed in…
Friday is my work-from-home day and I made the most of it. Or rather, they did: five naps, three poses,…
Coming home from grocery shopping, a dumped baby bunny ran across the road in front of us. Forty-five minutes of…