It all started in the middle of the night- I needed to go potty, and since there is no doggy door in my new house, I just had to sit and wait on my “momma” to take me out- I just sat there staring at her until she got up to take me out. Once outside, I felt the cool breeze blowing in my beard, smelled the aromas of the night and yard. Everything seemed to be in order, so I did my business. However, before running back inside, to my delight I discovered a wonderful treat- the bunnies here leave presents in the yard- bunny poop! Of course I tasted, and my momma yelled at me to “get in the house!”
All seemed well until—–this morning… I was overwhelmed with the urge to throw up. But knew that I had better not do that in my momma’s bed (where I was still sleeping till 10AM) so I decided to lean over the edge and throw up on the carpet beside the bed. I felt better, but looked and now smelled considerably worse. My boys snitched on me and my momma whisked me away to the most dreadful place-the tub.
So things went from bad to worse. My boys told me I stunk, and my momma said, “enjoying those rabbit presents are we?” I didn’t find this at all humorous. They cleaned me up (and the mess I made), and now, here I sit clean and enjoying the sun beating down on me making me warm and dry. (this is the only part I like- sunbathing)
*Moral*
Don’t take presents from bunnies
or you will get a bath.