Thursday, November 03, 2011

Ghatow


Talking to the stuffed rabbit?
Don't be absurd.

I think she suspects something. 
Meet me at midnight.

Thanks, Johanne!

9 comments:

The Fab Furs said...

Oohh...a secret rendezvous! (What a wonderfully patterned coat Ghatow has!)

janet2buns said...

I love how Ghatow is looking sideways in the second picture. True deep cover spies always look sideways.

Paula said...

Ghatow, I apologize and humbly beseech your forgiveness for stumbling onto this obviously intimate moment with your blow up bun...

Rabbits' Guy said...

That first one is a mug shot, right?

Furbeast said...

*whisper* Plushie, your cover might have been blown, she's figuring out the truth, that you're a deep cover agent for our side. Oh wait, she's just a ignorant hoomin. Never mind. But now that you've spied on her hiding the Craisins, let's meet at midnight to plan the raid.

anonymous said...

Wonderful comments, Folks. All I can do is contribute a reminder of some other past glories - "You may worship this while I am gone." and "I tell you it comes to life after you go to sleep." Always remember that beans who do not remember their past are doomed to...Oh, we are beans, you say? And we are just doomed?

janet2buns said...

"Plushie, you lie here and look cuddly and I'll hop over and try to slip the knock-out drops into her tea. But how will we know if she's unconscious, because she looks so stoopid all the time anyway? Good point!"

Fleetie said...

(Thanks, Google/blogger, for binning my comment when I clicked to submit it. Much appreciated.)

Stoopid hoomins (including those who work for blogger, evidently) will never be a match for the plans that are hatched when rabbits get together.

Whatever these 2 cuties are planning, we are powerless to stop it!

anonymous said...

You tell 'em, Fleetie!