The problem with rabbits is they’re not very funny, unless you count Bugs, but he’s just a toon. Real rabbits are much like human infants in that they excel at eating and pooping but don’t have many other skills. And unlike babies, they lack the potential to eventually stand blankly in front of the open refrigerator, whine, or melt their brains with videogames. So rabbits do have some advantages.
My own bunny spends his free (out of cage) time in three primary pursuits:
- Begging for snacks, preferably in the form of corn chips. When Technogeek and I collapse on the couch for an evening of obscure rented TV shows, tea, and chips ‘n salsa, we are the bunny’s best friends. He nudges our feet and puts his front paws up on the sofa, nose wiggling with hummingbird intensity, and says “What’s up, Doc?”
- Hopping laps around the living room as if it were a NASCAR track for critters. The cat stands on the coffee table looking down with trepidation or perhaps disdain. He doesn’t like to work that hard.
- Gleefully chewing on stuff until he gets caught and shooed away. For this reason TGeek says he’s “evil,” but it’s just rabbit nature. (A bunny’s gotta chew what a bunny’s gotta chew.) Calling him evil is like calling a tiger evil for hunting down a…oh, never mind.
So there’s nothing to say about the bunny. I’ll just have to write about my kids. Hang on, I’ll be back to tell you about them right after I put some more hay in their cages.