One chubby bunny, a broken door and a phone number...

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For the past month or so, I've been taking care of someone's dwarf rabbit. The actual story behind how I got selected to take care of it is rather complicated (and not terribly important). Anyway, all I know is that the owner owes me big time, when she comes back from Hong Kong. (One of the things I bargained for, was at least one phone number of a hot/cute flight attendent from her flight. I'm hoping she flies back on either Cathay or JAL. Hehehe.)

Back to the rabbit. Well, as rabbits come, this one is pretty freaky looking. It's almost pure white with those nasty looking red eyes. Something about red eyes, doesn't matter how cute the animal is, it just looks too satanic for me.

Regardless, I've taken pretty good care of this rabbit. In fact, it seems like its appetite has grown substantially since I first took care of it. And it has definately put on some weight. Its cheeks are more puffy looking then before. In fact, the darn fatso broke down a piece of the door to its mini rabbit house (I'm assuming because he couldn't fit in otherwise). It's one chubby bunny (as Clara would say). Heh.

Well, I'm not talking obsese-must-go-to-Jenny-Craig fat, but it has certainly become festively plump. Evil thoughts of when my friend and I were joking around: Hmm...looks nice and plump. Hmmm...it seems ready for the rotisserie. May I recommend the red wine sauce to go with that? Hahaha. Yummy!

The rabbit has this disgusting and oddly cute habit of using its food bowl as a toilet. Swear to god! It sits on the bowl and does its business in grand pooh-bah style. So every morning, I have to empty out the rabbit dung pellets from the food bowl. I usually have to give it a good wash too, because it tends to leave some rabbit ass hairs around the rim of the bowl.

And if you think that's funny, get a load of this. The bugger has recently taken up the practice of using its water bowl as a bidet. Kid you not. Pretty soon it'll want full running water and another bowl for hot baths.

*shakes head*

Oh Dave...by the way, she's flying back on Air Canada. And last time there were only middle aged flight attendents. Do you still want that phone number?

*groan*

Posted by Dave at May 21, 2002 12:53 PM