The other kids say they have monsters under their beds. How come I don’t get monsters? I’ve always wanted to meet one, maybe with three heads or giant eyeballs. That would be awesome!

Rabbit posts for Sunday
The other kids say they have monsters under their beds. How come I don’t get monsters? I’ve always wanted to meet one, maybe with three heads or giant eyeballs. That would be awesome!
Autumn is here and there’s a chill in the air, so Fuku’s human lights the stove that will soon fill the room with a calming warmth and give Fuku a case of the happy-flops.
Oh, you’re not boring me. Really. I’m hanging on your every word. Do go on, this is most interesting.
It started as a joke, just me and the guys clowning around. But then this nice lady picked me up and took me home and cuddles me every night saying “Who’s my precious long-eared bun bun?” and I haven’t got the heart to tell her I’m really a guinea pig wearing prop ears.
You can hardly tell, Andrew Y.