Poor Kentucky

I would like to offer my sincere apologies first to the hotel that my siblings stayed at last night and then to the poor state in general. The hotel had a lovely breakfast buffet, had, of course being the operative word. Those poor, poor desk clerks arrived this morning to find that all of their waffles had been snatched and their honey and porridge supplies completely cleared out. Then, to make matters worse, the bunny hopped off with all of their tea! I hope that hotel is insured, and I hate to imagine how the poor maid will react, having to remove so many honey stains from sheets due to Betsy eating in bed.

Then, to make things worse for the state, the human decided to start at an arts and crafts center on the way home. It's connected to a college, but that apparently hasn't helped too much, because they actually had bags full of wool there! The polar bear cubs had went along on this trip, so I think you can safely guess what happened. The place foolishly was offering fudge for sale too. I hope they weren't too upset to find that gone, and I'm afraid to mention the decorative gourds I heard of. I just know the rabbits tried to crack them open for seeds.