My beloved Bossy Doe never seeks to amaze and, occasionally, frighten me. She and Peter, my Dad's little lop, have been carrying on a subtle war of intimidation for a week now, mostly through the closed sliding glass doors to the porch. Today, the doors were open but territorial division was safely maintained by a wire mesh grill. So the subtle war lost a lot of its subtlety.
I have been talking to each bun about their relationship, hoping to have some effect. I had just finished explaining to Pete that he didn't have to join the Queen Bee's harem, but he should at least show respect. She is, after all, capable of ripping his cute little ears off if he thumbs his nose at her once too often (theoretically anyway). Perhaps this show of solidarity with Star was a mistake. Right after I said this, I noticed a big spider crawling up the edge of the glass door, 2 feet from Star's nose. I didn't even have time to screech and jump back. Ms. Bossy Doe stretches her neck, lick lick lick, as dainty as you please, and Big Bad Spider goes down the hatch into the bunny tummy.
I was stunned. Pete was stunned. Pete immediately retreated to his nap spot. Star just looked at me as if to say, "Well then, point taken."
Gah! She's so cute and adorably cuddly and has me totally wrapped around her paw. Has she been watching too much Sopranos? Nope. This is who she is. She turns me into a puddle of lovey goo one moment then cold bloodedly murders innocent bugs the next. Just so we don't forget how far she will go to keep her position as Queen Bee.
Ah well. I hate spiders anyway.
I have been talking to each bun about their relationship, hoping to have some effect. I had just finished explaining to Pete that he didn't have to join the Queen Bee's harem, but he should at least show respect. She is, after all, capable of ripping his cute little ears off if he thumbs his nose at her once too often (theoretically anyway). Perhaps this show of solidarity with Star was a mistake. Right after I said this, I noticed a big spider crawling up the edge of the glass door, 2 feet from Star's nose. I didn't even have time to screech and jump back. Ms. Bossy Doe stretches her neck, lick lick lick, as dainty as you please, and Big Bad Spider goes down the hatch into the bunny tummy.
I was stunned. Pete was stunned. Pete immediately retreated to his nap spot. Star just looked at me as if to say, "Well then, point taken."
Gah! She's so cute and adorably cuddly and has me totally wrapped around her paw. Has she been watching too much Sopranos? Nope. This is who she is. She turns me into a puddle of lovey goo one moment then cold bloodedly murders innocent bugs the next. Just so we don't forget how far she will go to keep her position as Queen Bee.
Ah well. I hate spiders anyway.
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Aunty dear, I am not a Vegan, I am an Omni-whatzit. Omniwhore? I eat whatever I want, whenever I want. I do adore cardboard of course, but I would really like some more of that cat food, the stuff momma says is mostly something called chikun. Whatever it is, it's verrrry yummmmy, but momma gets so upset at me. She gets kinda greenish. Dunno why...
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