Suddenly, there are crashes. A series of loud thuds issued from the yard. Uh oh...what are the robber rabbits up to again? I'm so tired.
Here, caught in her marauding act, is Whitty, head of mischief in the yard. She is rampaging through the things we put on top of their cage, and kicked their food containers and hay unto the floor.
"Yep, that was me, so what?"
I had removed from their reach the torn bag of alfalfa hay, so now Whitty is trying to bite through another bag.
"How do I get the tasty treats inside the box?"
Bad girl! Whitty, bad girl!
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