It just doesn't get any better. It looks sunny out there. Is he hollering for you to come let him play in the yard. You know the weather was bad yesterday. All the other bunnies had had perfect days, and then, yesterday, when it was Whiskey's turn there was no sunshine. Not fair. Anyway, what a bunn! I love the Sphinx pose.
I miss his old stretching routine from when he was 2-4 years old where he would do alternating-paw toe-clenches *and* the yawn while in that low front stretch. This slightly less cute stretching-up-on-tippy-toes-yawn is just one of the ways he chooses to punish me in subtle ways.
It just doesn't get any better. It looks sunny out there. Is he hollering for you to come let him play in the yard. You know the weather was bad yesterday. All the other bunnies had had perfect days, and then, yesterday, when it was Whiskey's turn there was no sunshine. Not fair. Anyway, what a bunn! I love the Sphinx pose.
ReplyDeleteI miss his old stretching routine from when he was 2-4 years old where he would do alternating-paw toe-clenches *and* the yawn while in that low front stretch. This slightly less cute stretching-up-on-tippy-toes-yawn is just one of the ways he chooses to punish me in subtle ways.
DeleteYep, "subtle." That is what we all think of when we think of Whiskey. Well, that and you're being so fortunate to be his pal. We love him.
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