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Wise Old Thumper
Matt came home form boardgaming at a friend's house Saturday and brought some slightly older and slightly younger brambles from their very overgrown garden. He put the older brambles in the cage for Lopsy who was, as usual, superdesperate for anything not-hay. Except Lopsy had seen and probably smelt the younger brambles that weren't going in and had been left on the lawn. So he didn't touch the older brambles, just kept sniffing Matt's gloved hands, waiting for the new brambles. Matt then went down the canal to get some hawthorn and I went to make dinner. When he came back, just before he came through the gate he saw Lopsy eating the brambles, but as soon as he heard the gate Lopsy stopped and looked heartbroken and starving, knowing new stuff was coming! He's a sly bunbun...!
He goes proper mental whenever someone goes outside, unless he's asleep. And even then it only takes a few minutes for him to realise there's food in the offing and wake up enough to bounce about like a loony! He got very overexcited by grass-filled treat-tubes last night and even didn't take much notice of his treatball for a bit!
He goes proper mental whenever someone goes outside, unless he's asleep. And even then it only takes a few minutes for him to realise there's food in the offing and wake up enough to bounce about like a loony! He got very overexcited by grass-filled treat-tubes last night and even didn't take much notice of his treatball for a bit!