Deelove
Wise Old Thumper
I needed cheering up so I've dug out pictures of Molly to show him off to you all. Yup, Molly's a boy. The name sort of got stuck.
Over christmas at my parents, I was like holding my breath he wouldn't eat that coffee table. but all he did was eat one tiny button off of the remote control.
He did keep going behind the sofa though. His legs looked funny cos he had to crouch to get under it. He kept scaring my cat. by bouncing past her. I actually got a mid leap one.
More christmas pictures. "Mum, what's that weird thing with the hat on?" And "mm, tasty," Not sure if he can tell which was the real carrot, he ate the top off of both. :lol:
Back home, these were actually before christmas, with his newly installed shelf a magig. "It's too high, how do I get down!" He likes his shelf for sleeping.
*sniff sniff* what's this strange thing.
Wow! It's magic! Food comes out and everything! "Close the door Mum, me and plastic here have got business to see to. *cracks knuckles*"
Snuggling and lounging back home. He likes that spot. See the poo! Naughty wabbit! He's been very good since coming back from my parents though, like it taught him good behaviour or something.
Look how he's grown, and his first digs that he could escape from, he was only in it about 3 weeks.
I can't take a photo now, cos I've taken to putting old catalogues in his crate cos he was digging a patch of carpet. He loves it, but it makes a mess.
Over christmas at my parents, I was like holding my breath he wouldn't eat that coffee table. but all he did was eat one tiny button off of the remote control.
He did keep going behind the sofa though. His legs looked funny cos he had to crouch to get under it. He kept scaring my cat. by bouncing past her. I actually got a mid leap one.
More christmas pictures. "Mum, what's that weird thing with the hat on?" And "mm, tasty," Not sure if he can tell which was the real carrot, he ate the top off of both. :lol:
Back home, these were actually before christmas, with his newly installed shelf a magig. "It's too high, how do I get down!" He likes his shelf for sleeping.
*sniff sniff* what's this strange thing.
Wow! It's magic! Food comes out and everything! "Close the door Mum, me and plastic here have got business to see to. *cracks knuckles*"
Snuggling and lounging back home. He likes that spot. See the poo! Naughty wabbit! He's been very good since coming back from my parents though, like it taught him good behaviour or something.
Look how he's grown, and his first digs that he could escape from, he was only in it about 3 weeks.
I can't take a photo now, cos I've taken to putting old catalogues in his crate cos he was digging a patch of carpet. He loves it, but it makes a mess.
