Caught the Rabbit!

Yeah, ya know I don't really understand why I do this shit either. Nosey... bored... both, who knows.

So there I was sitting in my studio, sick with a cold and whining my ass off about it and I heard it. I screamed RABBIT! and got to running while Mr. Morgan shook his head and said "Yeah it's really smart to go outside with wet hair and a cold, and stop spying on the neighbors!"

Undaunted I carried forward, the trusty camera perched on the counter corner in case the Rabbit emerged.

Well so, that's the Rabbit. It is a jumpy little sort isn't it? I laughed pretty hard at how skittish is was. But, well, that's a rabbit for ya.

What brand of dog that is ... well I don't know. I may ask eventually. If anyone knows please pipe in. I find the Rabbit very handsome and not much of a threat since it ran from my Hello. It is clearly a house rabbit, as I camped the fucker all gd weekend to no avail, and much to the pickery of my stunning husband. Plus anything startled by Simon... shit pul-ease!

Mr. Morgan is still annoyed I was peeking on the new people and asked if I would like people taking pictures of my yard and the goings-on within. I thought.... for about two seconds and said "Fuck yeah I'd like it and hope they'd send me the link!" I wanna know what my little brats are up to, because by the amount of shit I didn't buy that is in my yard..... I know mischeif is going on. Happy Sunday.

-DM