Bunny Love

Meet our new bunnyy. We are in love. He hops around our living room for hours and we giggle and stare (literally). It is my roommate's, and it doesn't have a name yet because we don't know if it's a boy or a girl. Regardless of sex, we can't decide on one. I want to name it Kashi, but I really don't have much say in the matter. I have defaulted to calling it buns when I walk in the door.

We've settled into a nightly ritual of running around like idiots trying to catch it after we let it out. Last night we clocked in at 10 minutes and then I collapsed exhausted into my bed at 2:30 am. Cassie doesn't understand that it is a bunny, meaning that it poops and pees without warning, and tries to treat it more like a dog. She is always so astonished when it, in fact, acts more like a bunny.