6/10/2006
Beard and Me.
Beard was a good friend of mine. I think when I had Beard with me, I got more respect from clerks, passersby, security personnel and essentially everyone but the rabbits. But work started and Beard and I parted ways. Sad to see Beard go, but maybe we'll reunite someday. In between Beard and no-Beard, I chilled with Moustache. Since Beard left me, I've missed the boon to contemplation that a good Beard stroking brings. Also, the Rabbits miss their periodic Beardrubs, which are even better than ear massages. 
6/02/2006
6/01/2006
Boo and his hay bin.
This is Boo, eating hay from his hay bin, which he just tipped over. I don’t know why he likes to tip it over, but he does. Fortunately, he usually eats all the hay he scattered about. While I was taking this photo, Scout developed a strong interest in the camera strap and bit, drug and dug at it. Sometimes I wish I knew what was going through their heads.



