When Bunnies Go Bad
Yesterday, I had two flourishing young hosta plants happily leafing out in my garden.
Today, in place of the hostas, I found… this.

Do you see a hosta there, Oh Best Beloved?
No? Me either. I just see a pair of hostas that have been, uh, recycled. Run through a bunny biomass digester, so to speak.
Stewart, I know it was you – you ate my hostas, you wascally wabbit, you!
By Kris, in New England, September 18, 2007 @ 12:55 pm
This bunny didn’t go bad – he was born to be an eating breeding machine. What did you expect exactly?! Just because you have such gorgeous flowers – something has to give someplace in your garden.
No, I’m not jealous, why do you ask?
By JAS, September 18, 2007 @ 2:05 pm
What did I expect? Why, a civilized respect for the expensive plants, of course!
This is the bunny that refuses to act like a wild bunny in all other respects, so what gives when it comes to eating the nice greenery? When it comes to that he can be an ordinary garden bunny?
I think not!
Oh – and I see those green eyes… you can’t fool us by trying to hide behind those sunglasses!
By Kris, in New England, September 20, 2007 @ 10:35 am
Um…my eyes ARE green naturally JAS…pbft!