Dad says I have structurally compromised our Cottontail Cottage:
I don’t know what he’s talking about. CLEARLY this was the result of a severe bunquake; probably a 8.2 on the destructo-scale if you ask me.
Interestingly, now that our Cottontail Cottage has toppled over, it’s even more fun! For example, now I can hide inside and eat hay at the same time.
Nice! (Can you see me through the door?)
It’s still fun to poke my head out and see what’s going on. Oh, and by the way, dad gave me that hay-tube-thing the other day, saying that I needed something to “take my destructive tendencies out on.” Yeah, I don’t get what he’s talking about either.
The back side of the cottage is quite a mess – so much so that I wouldn’t allow dad back there to take photos (too dangerous).
Dad thinks the house is a total loss; I think it can still be salvaged. (At least, until we lose another wall!)
What do you think? Should we try to save the cottage, or just tear it down and get a new one?