Peeper lives in the spare bedroom behind a gate. She chews and tugs at the gate incessantly so once in a while I let her roam around the house. I'd be happier without a gate to climb over, but I worry about a fight between her and the Flemmies who live on the porch.
Dora, who passed away, used to live here in the spare bedroom, but we never needed a gate because she wouldn't set foot outside of *her* room. The Flemmies don't need a gate either because they hardly ever venture off the sunporch. But Peeper is a roamer. It's strange to me how rabbits can be so much the same in some ways, yet so different in others.
On this particular day, Buddy had been sound asleep on his bed in the middle of the living room when Peeper came bounding across it and stopped to check him out. He woke up and ambled off to the kitchen window. Buddy gets nervous around the bunnies, probably because he's afraid of doing the wrong thing and getting yelled at. Really, I don't know why they make him nervous; he's always been gentle and only gets yelled at for running full-steam onto the porch to bark at the mailman. That sends the bunnies to scattering in all directions and somebunny usually knocks something over in the process which just startles them worse and then Buddy gets yelled at for setting all the chaos in motion.
I snapped the photo just as Buddy had finished yawning and turned to look balefully back at Peeper and I pursuing him.
festival of Lights
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