Teeny Bun Redux
Or, the Dumbest Little Bunny in Kansas. Yup, guess who was in my window well when I got home from work. Not Angelina Jolie.
Teeny Bun strikes again. The good news: I'm getting better at wrangling him into a cardboard box. The bad news: I am tired of this shit.
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Same goes for Jolie, if she happens to end up there too.
Love Hubbicula's comment.
When did you open the wildlife sanctuary? I mean... I go off to get a little work done and there you are with birds a racoon and a baby rabbit. Are you getting a goat soon?
holy crapamole, your house is a magnet for dopey animals!
maybe it's a sign of the apocolypse or something. They all want to hide in a well-armed fortress. Maybe I should grab Elvis and head over there too, raccoons or no raccoons.