I want to be a rock bun. No, not that kind of rock bun – I mean a “rock and roll bunny!”
Yesterday I was practicing by thumping on the floor in dad’s office. He wasn’t being very supportive – he kept telling me to be quite and stop thumping. So I thumped some more!
Eventually he came and chased me around the house a bit and then picked me up and put me on his lap while he worked. I did NOT like that. His lap is all lumpy and not comfortable or safe-feeling AT ALL.
Finally he let me down. I guess I will have to practice my thumping at night!
-Betsy
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6 responses to “I Want to be a “Rock Bun””
He picked you up??? OMG
Oh Betsy .. a Rock star. Will you remember us when you are famous???
Golly – most of us like to sit on a lap. We wiggle around and get all cozy and even get some soft pettin’ Sometimes we take a few bites from a shirt too!
Rock on, Betsy!
hey, betsy, that’s a great idea!! you’ve even got that KISS-look going there, with the chocolate markings around your eyes :p
The world needs more rock buns, Betsy, you keep practicing.
Oh, no way! You got LIFTED!?
Oh hey, dude, I rock out all the time on my ba-ba, and the bars of the pen. Try that!