so this morning Mike let me sleep a bit later than usual (about 9am). i woke up to the sound of Max digging cardboard as i’m sure many of us have… and yes i can tell the difference betw/ how Max and Meadow dig… 
i’m laying in bed thinking, they only have one small cardboard box in their pen… what is he digging?! 
i get up, open my bedroom door and realize that their pen door is open! they’re not in their pen, Max is in his diggy box, Mead is already chillin’ in the Maze… 
me: yawn… uh honey, who let the bunnies out? (i’m imagining that they’ve finally figured out how to open the pen door, i know it was only a matter of time…
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Mike: i did! and i FED them, too!
*thump* <--------- not the bunnies, but rather my jaw hitting the floor! 
he not only let them out this morning, but he fed them GREENS! granted, they were whole heads of romaine, not ripped up, not washed… but seriously, in my book it’s the thought that counts, and he gained major AWESOME HUSBAND points for that one! i know some of us girls have BFs or hubbys who take responsibility for the buns just like we do… but i think many of us wonder if they’d do a single thing if we did not ask them too… it was very refreshing to see that he had taken the initiative and done something nice for me and our furballs.
he can protest as much as he wants, but i KNOW he loves them…
oh, and i love him! 