Wednesday, August 18, 2021

Confused little bun.

River:  Whatchu mean your hand's not made of noms?

Simon:  Told ya so!

Whenever I have to feed River by hand for a prolonged period of time (in this case just holding food steady for her or reminding her food exists), she starts thinking my hands are magic food dispensers.  I can't go near her without her snuffling every finger to make sure there isn't some tasty morsel for her to munch on!

3 comments:

Tarosagi said...

Maybe she's confused, but she's smart bun! She knows that hands are usually carrying treats most of the time!

Mónica López said...

Never give up, River. One day you'll check and there'll be treats.

Courtney said...

Hi Tarosagi and Mónica!

Yup--I think River considers my hand as Schrödinger's treat container! While my hand is closed, the treat is both there and not there at the same time. The only way to know for sure is to get me to open my hand by applying copious amounts of bunny hork.

So long as there's a chance of treats, that little munchkin will never give up! :)