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Wednesday, May 27, 2015

Tchotchke

Where's my bowl of treats? You're only supposed to follow me around if you have bowl of treats ready.

- Thank you Emily!

9 comments:

Auntie Jane (It is official!) said...

You know, Emily, we really are talking about the basics here.

RG said...

"Bunny Abuse" - call the "authorities".

sallyneary said...

That's right, Tchotke, keep your head still and just roll the eye up for maximum disdain--you are so disappointed that you can't even muster the energy to move!

sallyneary said...

Oops--Tchotchke.
Like she needed another stupid human error today.

Anonymous said...

But, but..! Tchotchke's fur is so distractingly beautiful, it's completely understandable that lower beings such as stoopid hoomins might forget themselves (and treat offerings!), and follow the pretty bunny wherever. That being said, the only way to prevent such breaches in protocol is severe disapproval - do what you must, Tchotchke, do what you must.
-Jen (Kohl's mom)

sallyneary said...

I just caught myself staring at her velvety ears and had to slap myself back to work. Imagine what it's like in person!

RG said...

Hows come you just pick on me, AJ? Seems like some pretty near SUTTR going on here too.

Auntie Jane (It is official!) said...

RG, you were the first to diagnose and name this syndrome and call us all to account. Thank you. I will be laughing all my days about it, and, perhaps more importantly, it has been an essential part of the peer pressure that turned me into a stoic Tar Pit employee. We must live our lot with dignity.

Anonymous said...

You know?! Very familiar with the slap back to reality myself...:D
-Jen (Kohl's mom)