Sometimes with super-floofs, all you can do to find out which way they are facing is put to the food down and see which side of the floofy mound it disappears into...
So the reason I didn't have a blog post ready for you this morning was that I didn't get back from the Rescue until late last night and had, like, zero energy. Couldn't even lift my arms to wave them in the direction of the keyboard. And all I'd really done was clean one shed (for Sushi and Serena) and completed about eighty percent of the evening routine (water and food) to cover Caroline who was late back from a re-homing. Took me three hours. No wonder Caroline rarely stops moving when you talk to her, if she did she'd still be doing the Monday tasks come Thursday. Anyway, enough of my complaining.
Being there for dinnertime, I did have the pleasure of witnessing yesterdays featured buns all sharing snacks together and OH-MY-THEY-ARE-SO-FREAKIN-CUTE!!!!!!!
I mean, seriously, this picture doesn't even come close to capturing how floofilicious they are together. I totally had to sit down after to let a serious case of the gigglysquees subside...
We always favour house-rabbit homes for Cashmere buns. After just a few days outside at the Rescue, these girls will happily show you why - they look like they've been dragged backwards through the proverbial hedge.
[Mental note: must add "Cashmere combing" to regularly scheduled tasks at the Rescue.] Whinnie's former partner Kanga doesn't seem to mind how they look and so far he is enjoying having two new young friends to play with. Not that there's much playing - in this heat and with all that fur it's mostly lounging.
