Bunnicula and his Pellet Presents

Austin and I have been deemed babysitters of our neighbors seemingly sweet bunny, Oreo for the past week. I don't know how many have read "Bunnicula" by James Howe, but that author has forever tainted my view of bunnies up till this point. Sweet in the day time, but "blood sucking carrot killers" at night . I almost expected our carrots to be shriveled into nothingness by morning with tell-tale bite marks along the shaft.

Oreo wasted no time showing us his flaws, we were introduced early on to Oreo's pellets presents magically sprinkled everywhere. But never fear! we found an easy-sometimes-sorta effective remedy: bunny barricade. We set up boxes and anything else we can find in an attempt to save our crappy carpet and keep Oreo presents allotted to the kitchen tile. Not to be out smarted by mere mortals, Oreo likes to find creative and sneaky ways to bust out of his set parameters before we can catch him....what a teenager ;) When we do catch him, his back legs scramble a few seconds on the tile before he picks up enough momentum and friction to scamper back to the other side of the kitchen. That brings a smile because it reminds me of Wile E Coyote on the old Bugs Bunny Cartoons...or more accurately the Road Runner totally wasting Coyote.

But all things aside....Oreo...dare I say it....is...cute. He's an active bunny who likes to keep in shape by hopping up and down our basement stairs. He prims and pampers himself with his little paws and when he's really excited he'll do this karate twitch kick in mid air with his back legs. If you pet his face, he'll be putty in your hands until you stop. His favorite lounging position is to be stretched as far as his body will go, back legs spread eagle. He's got quit the personality.

So, minus your little pellet presents Oreo, you're an okay kind of bunny. We can be friends till your parents come pick you up.