"All I ask is for the spotlight I am due as an internet superstar,
is that so very wrong?"
Things have been pretty quiet here, mainly because I have been very busy putting stuff off as long as possible. (Hey, The Queen of Procrastination has to defend her title once in a while.) I managed to get our taxes filed, although I still need to do the quarterly payroll taxes. I finished one of the baby blankets on my list and started another for the same recipient, but I want to finish the throw I'm making for friends before I go back to that. I actually still have one Christmas decoration still on display that I need to put back before Christmas comes around again, but I'm planning on doing that as soon as I get this posted.
"Hmph...just lazy if you ask me.
Honestly, I don't know where she gets it..."
(WARNING: Icky poop talk ahead!)
Mr. Mick has been having some digestion problems recently. To put it impolitely, he's been having diarrhea during his out-and-about sessions. I've ruled out his treats because they've never caused it before, even when he's eaten more than his share. I ruled out his thrones because it only happens when he's outside of his cage. He's chewed on the baby gate that keeps him from the living room, but it's never caused him this kind of problem. The only other possible culprit is his cat tunnel, which up until last night was parked next to his hidey-hole box. Possible scenario: while lounging in his box, somebunny decides to chew or lick the fuzzy interior of the tunnel--and ends up ingesting some of it. I moved the box to another spot and replaced it with his cardboard tunnel, since Mick will only run through the tunnels instead of lounge in them. If I have to, I'll put the cardboard tunnel where the cat tunnel is (cat tunnel doubles as cord-blocker) and find a way to cover the fuzzy lining of the cat tunnel, but there were no problems last night, so I'm hoping things are fixed. I'm also offering some more acceptable things for him to nibble on:
"She calls this acceptable?! Please.
Now, perhaps if there were banana or apple chips..."
Mick and I want to wish everyone and everybun a Happy Easter and a Joyous Passover--and may all your Easter bunnies be chocolate ones!
"Hmmmm...I think I'll leave the boy a nice Easter present.
Now which pair of his shoes should I poop in?"