River "helping" me clean her cage.

River decided to make the pine chip bag her newest toy.

At this point, River's thinking, "Oh, sweet!  I can climb right in through this opening at the top...then I can kick all of the litter out--just like I try to do in my litter box!"  I had to scoop her out of the bag before she got much further inside so she wouldn't suffocate herself.  The pine chip bag can't possibly be that interesting.

She got a bit sulky with me after that and decided that if she couldn't climb into the pine chip bag, that I couldn't have the litter scoop.  Here she is laying on top of it and the bag it's stored in.

Ah-ha!  You can't sneak up on me from behind...I'll lay on it this way.  It's mine now!

Well, I have to give her points for tenacity.  If she couldn't climb into or lay on top of the pine chip bag or the litter scoop bag, she decided to try and climb into the one that had the funkified litter.  I set it on top of her cage after her first attempt and here she is plotting a way to thwart my efforts.

I didn't ask for maid service!

Just when Simon got his room exactly the way he wanted it, the humans had to come and clean it.  Like any teenager, Simon has boundary issues when it comes to his room.  Somehow I get the feeling that he would put up a sign on his door saying 'Bunnies Only' or 'Humans Keep Out!' if he had access to writing implements.  Why yes, that is his tongue sticking out and an eye roll.  My husband had to deal with the bunny angst while I laughed and took pictures.