I love these funny stories they are so good for cheering up.
I love remembering the antics that Sherlock used to get up to (he passed to the rainbow bridge at the age of 9 months earlier this year).
He always used to have to have his curtains in a certain place (really our lounge patio curtains) and if they weren't he'd spend ages rearranging them. Eventually he had me trained (in an attempt to save my curtain bottoms) so they were in the right place.
Sherlock used to like winding up my OH - so he'd have been out for hours with me then Oli would come in and he'd start pretending to get up to mischief (like chewing broadband cables, or rugs, or anything) to get my OHs attention. My OH never believed that Sherlock was normally good.
Sherlock didn't like it when I went away on business so if I was away for more than one night on the second night onwards he'd starting thumping in the middle of the night on the second floor of his hutch (which was kept inside) so used to keep my OH awake. Never did it when I was home bless his little paws. :lol::lol::lol::lol:
Adelle (still alive and living with a new husbunny called Bye-Bye - thank you Duchess for rescuing and bonding). On washing days Adelle loves running at high speed across our vinyl kitchen floor and then doing a sliding stop into the soft pile of washing.
Within 4 hours of us moving in, Adelle has also discovered which cupboard was the fridge, which cupboard held her bunny things and whenever either of them was open would come running and try and climb in or beg for things. Saucy mischief.
She also decided she was a mountaineer and used to jump climb up the stacks of packing boxes whenever she had the chance. She was forever giving me heart attacks the fluffy horror. In the end I can to create steps of packing boxes so at least she could come down safely.