*sigh* I'm loosing my touch. (Warning: Hi-jacked by Em)

[Bunnylady]

Let me check.

A couple bits of hay in my hair (I've just come in from feeding the horses) but no glitter, of any color.

Why?

 

[sourland]

Just curious. HMM, was time when 'bits of hay in the hair' gave rise to suspicions of nefarious conduct.

"Just sayin'."

 

[Bunnylady]

It's too cold out there for that.

This is just an indication that I've been even klutzier than usual when giving the horses their hay. At least when it's in my hair, it doesn't itch!

 

[sourland]

Too cold?

 

[Bunnylady]

Do I look like a polar bear to you?

 

[Alaskan]

It's too cold out there for that.

This is just an indication that I've been even klutzier than usual when giving the horses their hay. At least when it's in my hair, it doesn't itch!

nope.... it is never too cold, since "that stuff" tends to help you warm up. At least, when done correctly.

 

[Bunnylady]

Alaskan, you may play whatever games you like in the hay room (but mind the rats); I prefer indoor sports at this time of year.

 

[Spookwriter]

Haybunny...

If these fellers can't tell the difference between a
bunny and a bear...I can.

Spook...who has missed being here with a passion.

 

[Bunnylady]

We've missed you passionately too, Spook.

 

[Spookwriter]

I've just not been very sociable these past few months.
It's been a long hard year. And I guess I needed some
time to myself.

Spook...one day at a time right now.