No Congress, that's a bad Congress!

Simon is depressed about the current government shutdown.

Doesn't Congress understand that oats cost money and that oats are the root of all happiness?!
It's quite simple arithmetic:
human work = $$$
$$$ + store = oats
bunny + oats = happy bunny
However, in our current situation:
bad Congress = government shutdown
government shutdown = furlough OR work with no pay = no $$$
no $$$ + store = no oats (OR stolen oats = bunny jail)
bunny + no oats (OR bunny jail) = unhappy bunny

Don't worry Simon!  This will make it easier for us to take over the world.  All we have to do is come up with a balanced budget and affordable health care for everyone and we'll win the hearts and minds of the humans!

Bunnies looking regal.

Simon is king of all he surveys...well, everything to the stair landing at least.
I half expect to hear music from The Lion King to start playing.

River wanted to make sure that I captured her brilliant mind, but thought that a light bulb over her head was too gauche, so this is the best I could do.

Bunny standoff.

River has the power to knock the baby gate over with a single nose-bonk.
I have the power to scoop her up and place her back in her cage.
After a few tense moments, she decided that play time was worth more to her than instant gratification.

Bunny snuggle close-up.

Simon's paw makes a good pillow and apparently, so does River's head.
On that relaxing note, thanks for visiting the blog and we hope you have a great weekend!  We'll be back on Monday.

Appropriation consternation.

The buns' inability to pass an appropriations bill resulted in a partial household shutdown (i.e. no electricity).  They were, however, able to pass legislation doubling their daily oat ration.  So, at least they were able to pass something.
P.S.  Simon would like me to inform you that the budget impasse is entirely River's fault.
P.P.S.  River would like me to inform you that the budget impasse is entirely Simon's fault.
The bunnies are no longer allowed to watch C-SPAN.

Bunny gridlock.

Simon:  Move.  You're in my way.

River:  No, you move.  You're in my way.

They stayed in that position for the next 4 hours because they were unwilling to reach a compromise (despite plenty of room for both of them to maneuver), much like our Congress.**

**I'd appreciate if you didn't mention to Simon and River that I compared them to Congress--I don't want to get nipped the next time I feed them.

A special thanks to my husband for altering some of the wording to make this post even better.

Busted!

Simon knows he's in trouble for trying to knock the baby gate down.  Meanwhile, River is trying to act casual and I imagine her whistling innocently as if she wasn't the one who put him up to it in the first place.