Oops, Bonk: Clumsy Hour and a Tank-Built Bunny
Clumsy hour struck: a soft bonk during play, totally unintentional. He shook it off like a tank, gave me a look, then demanded a treat as compensation. This is my…
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Clumsy hour struck: a soft bonk during play, totally unintentional. He shook it off like a tank, gave me a look, then demanded a treat as compensation. This is my…
Some evenings he sits on the bed edge and stares at the wall. Or in the doorway, watching the next room like a tiny guard. Is he keeping watch? Seeing…
Came in to find an ewok eating a snack on my couch. Extremely fluffy, extremely guilty, extremely unbothered. Case opened: The People vs. Fluffy, couch jurisdiction. This post is the…
She came home Saturday, ten weeks old, tiny and brave. This is the arrival log: hour by hour Saturday, then day by day through the first week, every first catalogued.…
Bundad spoils her rotten and she forgets I exist. Treats from him, side-eye for me. I pretended to be jealous, she pretended not to notice. This post is the diary…
She is almost eight and still does her laps. Not the high-speed binkies of year two, more like happy 0.75-speed zoomies around my legs. Still my baby. This is a…
He climbs on, tiny paws kneading, then nibbles at my sleeve seams like they are knots in my fur. Rabbit logic: you groom me, I groom you. Welcome to the…
I told her she was cute and the face changed instantly: ears up, chin up, pure queen. Before: sleepy loaf. After: posing like she knows. This post is my two-photo…
Six years and I still stop to watch her eat and drink. Same bowl spot, same loud crunching, same sleepy flop after. Some pages in my diary are just: still…
Empty toilet-paper roll, two ears, one very patient bunny. This is my invention log: prototype, payment system, approval, and the safety spec that governs all silly games. Personal play notes,…
Storm alerts made me pack the carriers for real this week. Coastal wind, phone buzzing, and two bunnies to keep calm. This is my drill report: the alert night, the…
Some days the diary needs one silly photo. A tiny hat, ten seconds, one picture, then it comes straight off. My bunny looked deeply unimpressed and I laughed all evening.…