I’m free!
Well, sort of. Dad keeps a watchful eye on me now, but he did let me out today – so Gus and I went straight into his office to relax and stretch our legs.
Of course, what I find relaxing, dad finds… odd.
*sigh* I’m just glad to be out at last.
So glad, I don’t even mind dad snapping photos of me.
It’s good to be out again!
-Betsy
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4 responses to “Dad Let Us Out”
Betsy, you’re so much better behaved that my miscreants ever have been.. Scout would have peed on her mommy if she’d been locked up that long.. and Sage, well Sage is a dutch and conniving. I’m not sure they’d ever have found my body!
Glad to see you’re out again, Betsy, even if your choice of nap positions seems a bit odd.
I believe that is the position of bunny in remorse. Gus on the other hand is just napping.
That position just *cannot* be comfortable… or maybe the bunny definition of “comfort” is different from ours??