Honey Bear Owns The World
Yeah, I know I own it all. If there is any question about it, I flick my pee and drench whatever I want. Because it is mine. The doe next to me...she's mine. She knows it too.
She and I had a litter together. I wasn't there at the birth, but I know I have six bouncing little fur balls just as fluffy and beautiful as me. They call me Honey Bear. I am a Satin Angora buck rabbit. My cinnamon colored hair is soft, thick and waves oh so gently in the wind when I hop around. I look fabulous until my human shave my hair. I mean really...it is insulting to a stud as myself to be shaved in the first place, but to leave me half naked with a terrible hair cut. Come on people!
My humans are pretty good. I especially like the two that feed me and groom me. The human girls let me out of my cage each morning and I have full range of the yard. The doe and the children have to stay in this metal pen. I can see them, but I can't go in. My humans freak out when I try to get into the cage with everyone. I heard them say something about, "We can't have any more rabbit babies!" I don't know what they are taking about. We can have so many more babies! The more the merrier in my opinon.
My extended family consists of three dogs. The large black dog is my sister. She and I grew up together. I actually like it when we play. She can get rough though, so I have to put her in her place. I have nails like sharpen blades. They will cut through anything. Haha! I use them when she gets a bit overbearing, and she backs off. The other two dogs are a bit older. One of them is sent out after me to bring me in when I have to go back to my cage. It's annoying how she is always bitting at my hind legs to get me to move. I deal with her because I know she is there as my body guard. Not that I need one. I have scared off two other dogs that have come into my yard. I know I am a badass and protector of my domain.
Although I am tough, I am a very meditative soul. With all the time I spend laying around and waiting for my food to come, I have figured out the world. It can be as simple or as complicated as one wants to make it. Accepting that I am the focal point of life, makes life simple. It is when the humans start thinking there are other things to attend to is when life gets difficult. Well...I am off to get my weekly grooming.