That phrase pretty much sums up our life right now. Two rabbits are twice as cute, but twice as much work. ESPECIALLY since they don't get along. Here is the deal: Benny is a sissy. I hate to say it but it's true. Booker is kicking his butt like it's her damn job. The saddest part of the situation is that Benny is letting her!
Every time I let Benny out he zips over to Booker's cage, sticks his face through the bars and Booker bites him. So basically I think he is a little slow. That, or he likes it rough. Poor guy. It's definitely a work in progress. Benny is getting neutered Thursday, so I doubt he will be getting any tougher. BUT, maybe Booker will start being a bit nicer to him.
A visual of what happens in our house:
I'm up to two miles! I was talking to my friend Anna Beth today who has run several marathons. She says once you get past the three mile mark it's cake. Soooooo tomorrow I'm going to go for the gold. THREE WHOLE MILES. I might die. Can one of you guys just drive along behind me and scoop me up off the pavement? Thanks.