Excuse me foolish human, did you NOT see the “do not disturb sign on the door?”

Maybe if we ignore the irritating giant with the bright, flashing light, it’ll go away.

It’s raining carrots! Hallelujah! I have no idea why, but they both looove shredded carrots. They like all carrots, but they treat shredded carrots the same way they do their pellet food, with extreme excitement and lots of shoving eachother out of the way to eat, and in this case running to the food bowl while I’m still dropping carrots into it.

Kate says: You will refill this food bowl puny human. You have until the bunny death rays are charged to comply.

Spencer says: If I sleep here in the doorway, you can’t lock me back in the pen! Muahahaha. Plus, be thankful that you can’t see my eyes right now, I assure you, they are shooting deathrays at you for trying to lock me in for bed.

And for those who missed this picture on my question on litter box issues:
Spencer says: It’s a rectangle, it’s filled with hay, it must be a litter box! So what if it’s absurdly difficult to get into and I look really silly while doing this. I have decided to pee here. What are you gonna do about it?
