How could you?
You can lead a horse to water but you can’t make it skate on an ice rink.
Perfect 10, Sarah S.!
Woke up this morning, I got the blues so baaaad.
Just got out on parole,
Got no food in my bowl,
I’m packin’ up my bags,
But before I go,
I’m already regrettin’,
how I’m gonna steal your soul.
Sender-Inner Leslie I. says this pic was sent around her office to find this stray kitty a home. Photo by L.C., NC.
Look, I’m cool with the whole cone thing. Medically necessary, keeps me disciplined, yadda yadda — I get it. I’m just saying, as long as I have to wear this, why not pour a little kibble in here? That too much to ask?
Would it kill ya, Joshua R.?
Dear bun Cinnamon, the original and most famous Disapproving Rabbit, has passed away after 13 long bunneh years of aloof disinterest.
Let’s all bow our heads in Bunday unison and together say: “Harummmph!” for the dearly departed, much-adored, Cinnamon:
Thank you for the inspiration, Pamela D. Our condolences to DisapprovingRabbits.com founders Sharon and Bill.
Well, what do you say when you stub your toe?
Morgan S. of the fine blog The Brick House tells us, “Bowie had to get a nail removed and now has a redonkulous cast!”
“The trouble with being a Basset Hound and looking sad all the time is that the folks can’t tell when you just look sad and when you really are sad. Like when everyone else gets hamburgers and I get stuck with yesterday’s kibble.”
Aww, can I share with him, Alexis M?