Benji has quite a bit of room now, to roam, out on the deck. More and more he has taken to scouting about and enjoying the expanses. But he does stay alert for things like Craisin bag crinklings - like here. Eventually though he will sidle on over to his house-box and litter-box in the corner where he can munch fresh hay and palaver with Racer and The Princess. Maybe he conveys stories of his broadening adventures.
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Oh, he is being like a little medieval minstrel bunny in The Princess' court. Perhaps he should sing her a bright and happy lay of the mythical land of the Snickers and the lucky people who get to eat them?
It's amazing how a bunny's ears are always attuned to the crinkle of a gbag containing treats...
CGP: We are taking care of a lost bird who always flies over when he hears us opening any kind of bag. He just flies to us like a dart, but whatever it is we've opened, so far it hasn't been what he expected. He has become very fond of us, but on such occasions he gives us the "what a bunch of sadistic losers" look. You know this is starting to make me feel bad about RG and his Snickers...
Sounds like many adventures and tall tales in store.
In summer, I can ring a little bell when I put out mealworms for the bluebirds and they come right to the feeder.
Bunnits, I am so jealous! That is, I think I can safely speak for everyone who hasn't ever even seen a real bluebird by assuring you that we are really happy for you...and the bluebirds...and the meal worms who now know for whom the bell tolls but who willingly move on knowing they have served livingness...Where is Brandi? She is usually here and knows when to tell me to go to bed?
Benji the great explora!and a handsome one at that,xx Rachel
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