Not Amused

My new vet is very nice man called James. I almost took a piece of banana from him. Aahhh....On second thoughts. Nope.

Lennie Angel

All they do is rant, rant, rant, rant and I just lay here guarding the gateways to bunny heaven. Then I catch their eye and they start to hear themselves. I think it makes me feel safe and relaxed listening to their rantings and they realise that I am just sent to keep an eye on them. Look see I have halo shining in the sunlight.

(It was a geronimo jump practising for the bunny olympics)