I wouldn't admit this to just everybody.....but I been suckin up to dad, lately. It's so funny. He doesn't know what I'm up to. Last night in the office, I rubbed my head all over him and gave him the full weight lean-hug. That made his office chair roll away from the desk, but he just laughed.
A lot of good it did me, though. At bed time, it was still, "On the couch, Yukon. Good-night." Which I guess is better than Gretchen's flat, "Crate." and getting locked in.....but then, I just bust out anyhow. I've taught my people that much, at least. No sense in lockin up the big guy. It just doesn't work!
Oh, those luscious looking rabbits have a whole room to themselves. Mom even made a new floor for them, so their pee doesn't soak into the wood floor. I know mom's sent-blind, but doggone them bunnies smell good.
Yerz, and behavin myself,
Yukon
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