I know it has been a while since I last updated. My people have put me on a new diet - all greens and oranges for me! They also put me on new pellets which I like a lot more than the last ones, though I really appreciate the fresh foods even more. It was a hard life only eating dried brown things. Even though I only get a few carrots a day, that’s enough to keep me happy.

I meant to come here and write about my visit to the doctor. It was awful and terrifying! I hope they never bring me back - can’t they see that I’m healthy and content with them?

At first I didn’t know where we were going - I thought that they were putting me back in that stupid carrying case again so I could visit that other bunny. I was a little excited, I’ll admit, but only because it meant running around that huge building again. Unfortunately, though, I stayed in the portable home for a very long time while my humans sat in a waiting room chatting up - of all things - dogs. Ugh, they were huge, ugly, and terrifying. I felt for sure that I was going to die in there.

Boy Human kept me well protected, though, until I entered the examination room. Then He just let me go free! What was he thinking? Of course I wanted to stay inside my carrying unit. I was on a huge, tall operating table; it was cold and I was scared so my first instinct was to RUN. I bolted towards the corner of the room while the humans scrambled to capture me, and the doctor had the audacity to tell my humans it was their fault that I was running. Sorry guy, I was already afraid from all that driving and those barking dogs, I wasn’t about to jump comfortingly into his arms, calm as a baby seal.

Girl Human took offense, slightly; I could see it on her face. But Boy Human looked concerned and upset as though he had done everything wrong. If I wasn’t too busy trying to find a place to hide, I would have licked him for comfort.

So then the doctor picked me up and I scratched him, thinking he deserved it. Again, he accused my humans of wrongdoing towards bunnykind because they hadn’t clipped my nails yet. Couldn’t he plainly see that they are new bunny owners and part of the reason for the check up was to get instruction on how to do it? I’m certainly glad they didn’t blindly try to do it on their own! Huff!

Sorry, I don’t mean to get rude or throw out accusations. It surprises me somewhat that I am so protective of them, but they do pamper and feed me daily so I suppose it makes sense.

Anyway, he had a girl come in to hold me still so he could clip my nails. They watched intently to learn… And I think they got the basic gist of it. Phew.

They talked a little bit more about stuff like my diet and exercise and the doctor lectured them on holding me more often (I personally think they hold me too much, so what does this guy know?), then we finally left. It was heavenly leaving that place! If I had come to update about it shortly after the appointment I’m sure this entry would have been longer and full of a lot more excruciating detail. All I can remember now is frustration at the doctor’s rudeness towards my humans and the fear that came that building.

Anyway, they’ve been giving me a lot of boxes lately to chew on, which I definitely appreciate. I also have a thing to play in which I’ll post about next time I have more time. You’d love it! I really do.

I also have a soft thing which they call my “girlfriend,” though I’m not sure what that means. I like to snuggle with it, though, feed it some of my greens, and sometimes I’ll even put it in my litter box in case it has to poop. It’s not easy taking care of things.

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