
And finally: Dear Prudence
Won’t you come out to dry? (via Dana D.)
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Won’t you come out to dry? (via Dana D.)

Ayup, nibblin’ store-bought hay might be fine fur them city rabbits, but a country critter like me needs a plot of grass he can harvest fur hisself.
I just know we’re going to get along — we even shop at the same store! Come on over some time and we can just chill. And believe me, we chinchillas know how to chill.

It’s like I’m seeing double, Andrew Y.
Myron saw his moment. The human, while bringing in the groceries, had been distracted by a phone call and left the front door invitingly open. In an instant, he sprung to his feet and ran outside — or would have, if not for the invisible force field.
