I don’t know what the rest of the world does upon adopting a very fluffy werebunny and bringing him home to bond with the rest of the family but we, weirdos that we are, well we go to the park.
It didn’t take long for Albert Bunnicula Einstein to display his inner rock star. Due to his my-that’s-a-huge-rabbit size and his overflowing fluffiness, he quickly formed a large and ever-changing fan base. Apparently, these Quarts wander the parks of Scottsdale looking for rabbits with whom to have their picture taken. Groupies.
Albert lapped up the attention. After traveling many confusing and bumpy hours in a cardboard box in the backseat of a Dodge Truck and sharing in the near-death experience with Robert and me off-roading in the Navajo Nation, he had more than a bunny’s share of pent-up frustration and was ready to blow off some steam.
He’s magic, this bunny.
He makes Frisbees levitate
And Pints swing.
He even has the power to soothe the angst-ridden teenager.
I think we’ll keep him.
Like you wouldn't have kept him???
You're not fooling us!
Posted by: Margery | October 17, 2007 at 07:01 PM
That is a French Angora, right?
Posted by: Shepherdchik | October 19, 2007 at 03:04 PM
Weren't you afraid he'd hop away . . . . ?
Posted by: Karalyn | October 21, 2007 at 08:51 AM
I think that bumpy ride and near-death experience made it more suave. Just look at its black, beady eyes - they exude a rebellious, I-don't-care attitude! Anyway, is that your kid in picture number three? He looks like a serious frisbee player!
Posted by: Lucas Rosenzweig | July 11, 2011 at 11:08 AM