doggie mohawk

lulu was in the dog park the other day and ran up to a big dog while he was peeing... so he ended up peeing on her head. when she got home, mommy and daddy cleaned her up and she got a little bit of a doggie mohawk. she looked silly and i had to try hard not to laugh.




daddy was rocking her and she started falling asleep. she is so goofy!




me, on the other hand... well, i'm always handsome and well groomed. plus i smell like fresh hay. it's true. mommy tells me so.

the pursuit of binkies

mommy loves it when i do binkies. she'll drop whatever she's doing and watch me. and then she'll laugh. or she might squeal like this: SQUEEEEEEEEEE! except a gillion times louder. sometimes it makes me do more binkies. but sometimes it makes me stop.

i've been a really happy bunny lately. whenever mommy and daddy let me out of my playpen, i binky across the living room over and over again. last night, mommy decided she would try to photograph my acrobatics. at first, she was not very successful at all. heh, i love foiling her with my binkies.





mommy wanted to keep trying so she made daddy walk back and forth across the living room, while i chased his big feet.




but sometimes i didn't feel like chasing him so i would just do this:



or this:



eventually, mommy got a few decent shots of me binkying on the couch. it's my new favourite place to do binkies!




being so happy is hard work. i'm exhausted.

growl grunt grunt

daddy made me very mad today. i was biting lulu's box of pee pads and he kept shooing me away! i growled at him and boxed his hands so he picked me up and gave me hugs and kisses. YUCK!



he held me for a long time while mommy took photos of me. i decided enough was enough, so i gave daddy the signal that i wanted to get down by burying my head in his arm.



mommy kept reading to him all this nonsense about me going through my teenage phase and that i would calm down when i reach one year of age. i buried my head deeper and when i peeked up, daddy still had not knelt down to let me jump down!





i hid my head again. mommy and daddy laughed at me because my leg was hanging down so low. grr, that made me so angry.



when daddy finally let me hop away, i ran back to my playpen and foot flicked him not once, not twice, but three times and would not come back out for hours and hours.