Friday, September 4, 2015

Take two, they're small.

They had a sale on cuteness--two for the price of bun!
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Thursday, September 3, 2015

Don't play with your food!

This was the face that greeted me first thing in the morning.  For a moment there, I was wondering if she was nesting (even though she's spayed) and if I needed to make a vet appointment.

I soon came to find out that Big Human gave River a large handful of hay to distract her from her favorite game of "bunny jacks" (where she'll pick up a piece of hay then drop it while simultaneously seeing how many times she can dig at the ground before it hits the floor).

River was then inspired to create a new game...
This new game consisted of racing in a circle around her cage while picking up more hay with each successive lap.
This game went on for 5 minutes.  She's looking pretty proud of herself here and is preparing to make another lap to go for a new high score.
Simon is intrigued by her antics while I'm wondering exactly how much hay River can cram into her mouth at once.
(Note:  That white blob is to protect your eyes from funkified litter box--no one really wants to see that.  You're welcome.)
She managed two more laps before she thumped, came to a stop and pointed her nose to the sky.  I abruptly ended her game at this point because a bunny pointing their nose in the air usually means that they can't breathe.  I gently yoinked the hay bundle out of her mouth...
And River collapsed exhausted, but with a new-found appreciation for why we don't play with our food.  She had a wicked case of cotton mouth and I was picking tiny bits of hay out of her mouth for a short while after.
You'll be glad to know that River has not attempted to go for a new personal record in this little game of hers.  Lesson learned.

Wednesday, September 2, 2015

She stole all my stuff!

The look that greets me a few times each week when I totally clean their cages and not just their litter boxes.  Simon knows he's going to get all of his toys back.  This mopey face is just a clever ruse to inspire me to give him some treats for his "emotional distress".

Tuesday, September 1, 2015

Boxes are the best!

You can crawl through them, you can flop in them, you can chew on 'em...
And sometimes you can use them as a hammock!

Friday, August 28, 2015

It's okay, Simon!

Poor Simon was not a fan of our neighbor's building project.  Being deaf, River had no idea what was wrong, but she knew he needed comforting and this was the result.  She's a good little sister!
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Thursday, August 27, 2015