I Hate Walmart

I hate Walmart. Really, that horrible business ought to be ashamed of itself, with the amount of encouragement it keeps offering to the human, and to those bunnies too, for family tree construction and reunion planning. The allowed the human to get a big batch of pictures printed up today, to be lagged to the reunion in those little photo albums she always takes, and even worse, they sold the bunnies a batch of those little stars to be stuck onto things to construct cemetery maps! I expect them to come hopping along any moment, to try to put me to work again! I won't even let myself think about the Irish flag scarf the human got. I'm sure nothing good can result from that piece of clothing.