Ganging up

So, I let Joe and Frank out to play in the living room tonight. This, in turn, infuriates Pogo. Pogo wants out to play. He begins to chew frantically on his x-pen. Little 2 lb bunny is throwing that x-pen around. Man is he pissed. So, I go over to calm him down. Marilyn sees an opportunity for kisses and maybe even a treat. So I give her a raisin. I then offer Pogo one, fair is fair. He lunges, snarls and bats the raisin out of my hands. Okay, I go to pick it up, Pogo smacks me again. Fine, little snot. I show Marilyn where the raisin fell. She eats it. Pogo gets pissed. He bats at her. She blinks her stunning eyes and wanders away.

So Pogo goes back to throwing the x-pen around. I go over once again to tell him to cut it out. He bats at me, hits me with his paws, and immediatly, Marilyn lunges at him, smacks his ass, and dives for cover. Poor Pogo, attacked on both sides. He spins around to get Marilyn but she's already across the cage, munching on hay. So, I grab Pogo's butt. I mean, it was just hanging there, waiting to be grabbed!

Needless to say, Pogo's not talking to either of us. I think I heard him muttering something about "women, can't live with 'im!"

Joe and Frank are still out dancing. Pogo's sulking and Marilyn and I are grinning.