Ask RG what endearments he uses for BL. Years ago, used to be "my little comquat" ... which I discovered is a little hard sour thing. Someone needs to ask him what it is today ... if you dare.
The House of Rabbits is our house, in the Pacific Northwest, that we share with six rabbits of all sorts and sizes. (And a cat.) (And, temporarily, Froggy the tree frog.)
Here you'll meet us and them, read about what they are up to, and hear about our relevant rabbit doings!
We adults don't often agree, so some fireworks and tension may appear as well. But it's all for the good of the bunnies.
11 comments:
Shenanigans! :)
Those boyz are just too cute, I wanna hug 'em and squeeze 'em, but Mr. Mick would have such fits.
Oh, bunnies. You can't hide like that. Just because you can't see him doesn't mean he can't see you.
Very sweet, but not exactly really hiding now are you boys?
Now I just discovered there is a wild bun living under our shed, does he need to have a talk with those two about what its really like?
Those aren't rabbits out there, those are just furry rocks, right boyz?
Boyz will be boyz.
Clucker?
Sometimes Lucky is known as "Clucker", just like sometimes Savannah is "S-Bob". Sort of endearments?
No staying out all night kids. There are monsters and zombies and scaries.
Ask RG what endearments he uses for BL. Years ago, used to be "my little comquat" ... which I discovered is a little hard sour thing. Someone needs to ask him what it is today ... if you dare.
"Precious one" ... let's leave it there.
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