An Escape Gone Wrong
When mummy gets sad, she sometimes says “I want a bunny,” after which dad heaves a big sigh and then chases us around the house until he catches us, picks us up (!!!) and puts us in mummy’s lap, where she pets us for a while.
Last night, this happened again. Gus was the first to be grabbed, and then it was my turn. After a while, I just didn’t want to be held anymore, so I tried to climb away from mummy.
My escape plan didn’t go well.
Ummm… how do I get down from here?
This is not good.
I guess it’s an improvement - I’m not being held. But it’s tough to get your footing up there!
Eventually I did get down.
Note to self: climbing up on mummy doesn’t work well.
Though it was fun to be on the couch!
-Betsy
August 7th, 2008 at 12:57 am
Oh, Betsy. I know it’s tough, but cheering up is your JOB! You should be patient with the humans and their snuggling ways. But I bet your escape attempt brought some smiles. You planned it that way, right?
August 7th, 2008 at 6:52 pm
They picked you up??? I’d have thump DKM if she did that to me. I HATE being picked up. Tho, I do love to climb all over the daybed. We hop up there because it’s the magical daybed where we find currents and raisins.
August 7th, 2008 at 10:42 pm
Each adventure is a learning experience — remember, escape DOWN!
(Hee Hee!)
August 8th, 2008 at 10:04 am
You look good up there, Betsy, an auxillary sofa head rest sort of thing. Unfortunately it is in a rabbit’s job description that they must cheer up the humans when necessary…….hope you cheered up your mom.
August 8th, 2008 at 7:21 pm
Around this nut-house it takes a LOT of cheering up ….
Some of us are better at it than others.
We disapprove of sad …………..
August 10th, 2008 at 12:39 am
A little more practice and you’ll be an expert Betsy!