Sigh!

Hi everypuppy and everycat. It's me - Ammy! I got the most wonderful surprise in the mail yesterday ... but before I get into that, I wanted to thank our friends over at Jan's Funny Farm for presenting us with the "Arte-y-Pico" Award! You are so kind - thank you for the honor!

I just couldn't believe it when Mom brought the mail in yesterday. There was a really big envelope and some things for Mom were in it, but then I KNEW there was something else in there. Something VERY special! LOOK!

It's BRICE! My very handsome boyfriend, Brice! Sigh! I could gaze into those eyes of his all day long!

He even signed it, "Love, Brice". "Love." Sigh.

I got to go out and play in the yard a little bit, too, like Davy did. Only I didn't really care about the Wubba. You know ... the one Holly sent ALL of us. Not just Davy. ALL of us. I wasn't in the mood to play, though. All I could think about was Brice.

Sigh. Brice. He's so handsome...

Just thinking about him made me smile. Then... I thought I smelled Oswald. He had been prowling around (or whatever bunnies do) all morning. My expression and posture changed and I started to go on the hunt. That's when Mom decided I should be on the big leash.

Oswald? Are you down there?

Our friends Thor and Marco Polo asked why Dave was trailing a big leash behind him during his play session. Basically, it's Oswald's fault. He doesn't exactly clear out of our AO like he should when we come out to play in our yard. I think maybe Stormy granted him and his family sanctuary in our yard. Hrmph! Anyway, Mom doesn't want to see us do what might come naturally to us (please Google "prey drive" and "Siberian Husky" some time...) so if Oswald is around, she has a leash on us as a safety net. Like in the play session Davy showed you yesterday, Mom wasn't holding it, but it was there if she needed it.

Thanks again to our friends at JFF for the cool award! And ... sigh ... thank roo to my special, handsome Brice for the 8x10 glossy. Sigh. Have I mentioned how handsome he is?

Love,
Ammy