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Charky and Ash learned Uncle Crap's lessons well
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Date: Fri, 26 Apr 1996 11:53:10 -0500
Reply-To: Forum for folks with companion rabbits
Sender: Forum for folks with companion rabbits
From: "Dr. Cristina Forbes"
Subject: Crap on Carpet
To: Multiple recipients of list PETBUNNY
On Thu, 25 Apr 1996 20:29, Professor Crap
altered the fabric of Cyberspace by writing:
> Good job, nephews.
Hi, Professor Uncle Crap!
We have learned your lessons well, especially your trademarked
technique:
o Lulling the slaves into a false sense of security (TM)
Last night, Mommy held me close in her arms, wearing a sweatshirt
inside-out to give her a fuzzy Mother Bunny appearance, and stroked me
under the eye and between my eye and my ear. My porcupine whiskers
wiggled with each stroke, so she suspected that I had fallen into a
deep RWM (Rapid Whisker Movement) sleep...
But NO! *Suddenly* I kicked with my powerful "goat" feet and flew
out of her arms, just skimming over the baby gate fence, missing
the alfalfa bowl by millimeters! I woke Ash up and we went sprinting
around inside the "moat" together. "Look out, Sire, the Moat Monsters
have escaped!" I nearly gave Mommy a heart attack - you should have
seen the look of sheer *panic* in her eyes!!! Hardy-har-har-har.
The male SO slave, relegated to washing vegetables for us in the
kitchen, heard all the commotion and tried to calm everyone down.
But he hasn't been very effective in the household since we
threatened him with the vet's 15% discount coupon on spays/neuters.
(He whimpers some, then hides in the closet.)
Are these slaves fun to bait/torment, or *what*? Heh-heh-heh.
How ya like me now, Uncle Crap? Am I learning well?
> Pity me. there is no carpet in the new place...
Our slaves buy us rubber-backed (to prevent slipping) bathmats
from K-Mart. The tastiest are all-cotton which come in a variety
of plushness ("grass" heights). Some are quite long and narrow,
perfect for binkying down hallways, even when you have hardwood
floors. I sure wish our V-E-T would buy some of these bathmats,
so we wouldn't slip all over the examination table [sigh]. Send
your slaves out on an errand to buy some for you today, while
you munch the carpet under the bed, Uncle Crap. Tasty, eh?
Your Jr. Tough Bun nephews,
Charcoal: "Moat Monsters feed on cilantro or toes - your choice."
Ash : "It's a bird, it's a plane, no it's SuperChark!"
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