Tuesday, November 12, 2013

Dougal

We went out of town for the weekend. Not sure if he's mad we left, or mad we came back.

10 comments:

Ijon Tichy the Nth said...

Probably both ;-)
How dare you. Hoomins, go figure... OK, OK, treats! What treat did you bring back? Winterberries? Thump, thump, thump, raspberries? ;-)

Auntie Jane (It is official!) said...

It does kind of make one pause and reflect, doesn't it?

Fleetie said...

I suspect he's mad at you for ABSENTING YOURSELVES WITHOUT LEAVE!!!

You really should know by now that if you want leave (though WHY you should want "leave" other than to go out for bunny food and treats escapes both Dougal and me); IF you want leave, you must, one full year in advance, register your request with Dougal in copperplate script on fine paper, written in your own blood, in triplicate.

And then, in due course, Dougal will stamp each copy with The Paw Of Disapproval : *STAMP!*

DISAPPROVED!

Brandi B. said...

I find that rabbits are like children, they thrive on a good solid routine. He is mad that you left. Then he started getting used to the new weekend routine, and now he is mad that you are back. THat expression on his face...? "Make up your hot danged cotton pickin' minds!"

"...it's always tease tease tease, you're happy when I'm on knees. One day it's fine and next it's black, so if you want me off your back, well come on and let me knowwwwwww....should I stay or should I go...."

Rabbits' Guy said...

Of course he is. He's a rabbit .... Duhooohh

Valsainte said...

Dougal is certainly maturing into his role as Royal Disapprover. Behold those scowling jowls. Yes, gone is the happy-go-lucky flop-eared playbun of yesteryear. It’s all business from here on out.

Fleetie said...

You're right; that is the face of A Bun Who Knows When His Breakfast Is Due.

Woe betide any hoomin oversleeping or lying in, and being late with it. Dougal expects his breakfast to be there on the dot, so make it snappeh!

And as a rabbit, Dougal reserves the right to declare as many "Breakfast-times" a day as he fancies, according to his whims, so the hoomins had better stay on their toes!

Auntie Jane (It is official!) said...

On the previous post TSRandT (before going mysteriously missing) laid this question out before us in its simplest terms. I won't repeat them. That would be a LLM (TM Fleetie), but perhaps it is time to go to a professional profiler. I've thought about all that has been offered on this subject, and I appreciate it. I am still left just wondering if, well, if it isn't time for a dispassionate assessment of some sort?

Fleetie said...

Jane, I had to think about the "LLM" thing. It was one of these, which mean the same thing anyway:

1) Longevity-Limiting Move
2) Life-Limiting Move

I prefer 1.

Auntie Jane (It is official!) said...

Fleetie, definitely the first.