Letter to a bunny

Dear Darwin:

You have rattles and balls to throw and thump. You have cardboard tubes and old phone books and timothy hay to gnaw on. You have stuffed toys and to snuggle and groom, and your own rug to drag around.

Please stop pretending that chewing on my CD collection is anything other than a direct commentary on my music.

I will be the first to admit that you're right when it comes to Marilyn Manson. I don't even know why I still have that CD, okay? But I'm keeping the Nine Inch Nails CDs no matter what you think, so back off!

And tell the other bunnies that the same goes for my books. Don't think I haven't noticed that "Serpico" has disappeared from the shelf.

Love and veggies,
mokie

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