Happy days are here again

I heard that song on a radio station that Mama likes that plays old stuff. Anyway, I've recovered from my trip to the torture chamber and I have forgiven Mama for taking me there. She got back on my good side through a combination of treats, brushing, and forehead rubs. In fact, she even pet me to sleep the other night. She gave me a nice back massage, too. *happy bunny sigh*

Getting less cereal has been ok. I just eat more hay. And you know what more hay leads to - more poo!

Well, it's time for a nice looong bunny nap. Then when I wake up I'll have a snack and play with my toys. Don't you all wish you could be bunnies?

Dylan's Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

I know today is just half done, but it's been awful! Mama took me to the vet! I hate getting stuffed into my carrier for a trip to the torture chamber. I had to get wrapped up like a burrito for my nail trim and then get my mouth pried open so the vet lady could check my teeth. One of these days I might bite her. Vet lady said today was "spa day" because I got my nails done. Yeah, right. When was the last time you got sent to a torture chamber, lady? And that's not all. Vet lady had the gall to say that my weight is "creeping up". How very rude! *THUMP* I really should have bit her, because now I'm going to get less bunny cereal in the mornings, and I LOVE my cereal.

As if this morning wasn't rotten enough, Mama has class this evening. I'm very mad at her right now, but when she doesn't get home til late, then I don't get my supper til late, and I get less bounce time. I am NOT a happy bunny!

*sigh*

Mama has been so busy that I've hardly gotten any bounce time. And last night, I didn't get any at all! Mama wasn't home until late, so I got supper late and I didn't get to play. This makes bunny sad.

The other night I wanted to play some more and not go to bed. Mama said "Bedtime", but instead of going to my cage for a treat, I hopped away and went into my playhouse. Mama couldn't follow me in there! I played for awhile, then plopped down and looked out at Mama through one of the windows. There wasn't a whole lot she was going to do about that. Ha! But she does know me well - after awhile, I heard her shake my treat container, and I hopped over. I just can't resist a yummy crunchy treat.

Mama promised me she'd be home earlier tonight so I could bounce and play. I can't wait. I hope I get extra treats tonight to make up for my lack of bounce time. (That's not a hint, Mama.)


UPDATE:

*bounce*bounce*bounce*bounce*bounce*bounce*bounce*bounce*bounce*bounce*bounce*bounce*
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WHEEEE!!!!
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