I am going to add a new feature to the blog, the sentence of the week. Our inaugural sentence is not one, but three sentences for the price of one , "Madison play baby hopa. Daddy play baby hopa. Baby play baby hopa?" In case you've forgotten "hopa" is squeakerspeak for rabbit. For those of you who don't know, Madison is one of our cats. These sentences paint a pretty good picture of what happened at our house Thursday evening. Our cats decided to 'invite' a baby hopa into the house, where Squeaker and I were putting her toys away for the night. The Daddy person grabbed some gloves and picked up the hopa to escort it outside. In what was not his finest hour, he decided to show Squeaker that it was a real hopa. While I can say happily that the hopa survived that trip into the house, it's survival instincts told it that sitting motionless by the front steps would be a good way to avoid further run-ins with our cats. So, Squeaker did not get to play with the baby hopa.
I have the video I promised, but I am having trouble getting it uploaded. I will see if I can get it to work in the morning...
