Cuddling

I made Cookie cuddle with me this morning. She is really good at cuddling... as long as you keep petting her. I made the mistake of dosing off. Cookie can sense as soon as you slip into sleep. At which point she bites what ever is closest. Fortunately, in her old age, my reaction time while sound asleep is still better than hers. She got my shirt, but not me...

I make Willow cuddle with me in the evening. She makes me forget about man trouble. She is learning to groom me. Right now, she kinda nips. I tend to scream when she does, and she gets these HUGE eyes and darts away and looks really really worried. Then I feel bad for squealing. Hopefully she will learn quickly that nipping is not a good thing.

Joe was forced into cuddling this morning. He escaped from his cage this morning... I hate it when he does that. I woke up to the sounds of Victor attacking him. (Victor being 3lbs, and Joe being 8lbs) Victor always loses. Fortunately, when I started yelling, they went their seperate ways, and Joe and I had a chat on the couch. Cages are needed to keep peace. And he needs to stay in his, unless I let him out!!!

too many bunnies.