There's a first time for everything
Last night I went back to Jason's house for the 2nd part of the weekend party... (there's a 3rd part tonight as well)
And...
Unless selective amnesia has wiped any previous instances from my memory, last night was the very first time in my entire life that I have been pooped on by a rabbit.
We were sitting around watching movies. Curtis had one of the bunnies; I had the other. The bunnies were cuddling quietly, being sweet and tame and docile.
Then Curtis said that his bunny had just taken a dump on his shirt.
He proved it by picking up one of the little pellets and throwing it across the room at Jason's face.
I thought "Wow, I'm glad MY bunny didn't do that to me!"
But a few minutes later my bunny was suddenly kind of restless, and I realized afterward that there were now pellets of bunny-poop on my shirt.
Eeeeeew.
Tiny bunny, tiny pellets, but still.... ew.
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9 comments:
What a wuss LOL
Trust me, it's better than if Jason pooped on you.
There are baby bunnies outside of my house and they're no bigger than a teacup.(cute!)There's bunny poop all over my lawn (NOT SO CUTE!)
BTW- I like the fountain pens on the top of your screen!
Max our bunny, luckily, confines his poop to his litter box.
Mr. Fab: Hey, if not wanting to be pooped on makes me a wuss, then so be it. Hand me my wuss card.
Metalmom: I agree! Not cute! And thanks for noticing the fountain pens. :)
Michael: Glad to hear Max is well-behaved. :)
If you took an example from Nikki, you should have rolled in it.
Lynda: And to further follow Nikki's example, I could fart all over it afterward! :)
GACK!
Travis: Exactly!
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