Apparently, the one night we slept on a mattress in the living room, Hamish kept hopping onto Mark's feet, over his knees, running up the edge of the mattress, sitting beside his head, snuffling into his ear, licking his face/arm/leg/any bit exposed, then racing off. Then back. Continually. The whole night. Just in case there was now food/ pats forthcoming. So, bunnies can apparently be just as bad. Not that I noticed, I blissfully slept through it all...
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Date: 2009-03-29 11:36 am (UTC)So, bunnies can apparently be just as bad. Not that I noticed, I blissfully slept through it all...