It is getting light again. I have a feeling… feeling… it is thirst! Quick! To the litter box where there clackaty thing on the wall that delivers moisture. No wait, that feeling is not thirst…it is another feeling… feeling… hmm..! Quick! To the litter box.

Uh oh! I hear noise. It must be something coming to eat me! Quick! To the litter box where it is safe. No wait, that is not something coming to eat me, that is one of my tall slaves… Go to the large cold box of food and get me a piece of apple. Now tall slave….apple now.

Hmm…feeling again… feeling… it is hmm… stop to clean self. Very important to be clean. All the time.

Getting a feeling again…. Feeling….I shall take a nap until I know what feeling is. Forgot about feeling. Take nap… uh oh! More noise! Something is coming to eat me! Quick! To the litter box!

It is getting dark again. Time to hop around the full warren and make sure no other bunnies have invaded. Stop to clean self. It is very important to be clean. I will leave little warnings for other bunnies should they consider moving into my space. Danger. Danger… eeek! Danger? No wait… that was me talking about danger. Right. Time to re-visit the litter box.

Dark now… sleep in warren with tall slaves. With one eye open in case something comes to eat me…

8:00 am – Breakfast! My favorite thing!
9:30 am – Mail arrived! I shall bark! My favorite thing!
9:40 am – Ran like a maniac in the park & ate shit! My favorite thing!
10:30 am - Got tummy rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!
12:00 pm – Found toilet paper roll to destroy! My favorite thing!
1:00 pm – Took nap in hallway! My favorite thing!
3:00 pm – Licked the wall! My favorite thing!
5:00 pm – Went to the pub for chips! My favorite thing!
7:00 pm – Found shit to eat on street! I think it was shit! My favorite thing!
8:00 pm - Watched TV with the pack! My favorite thing!
11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!

Admittedly, I have learned that blogging is a lonely adventure. You pour your heart & soul into some nice little piece of script and launch it to the Web for all to view. And you discover that your efforts are just a shadow of you former social self... the silence is then deafening (except for the demands of my singular fan whom we shall call No. 1 Fan - N1F for short).

However much like trying to loose weight by eating just chocolate (a diet I highly recommend), even in the plateaus one must persist (just one more bite of a Belgian cream). So, after a rather long hiatus and avoidance of a bloggerblock, I will endeavor to stare at my blue happy light in the mornings (if one can tell what hour is actually morning from the limited light outside) and resurrect my lonely blog and write little ditties into the vast silence of space.

Maybe drinking more will help...