Spoke too Soon Again

Well, I spoke too soon again. This afternoon, the bunnies decided that if they divided up, there would be enough bunnies for guarding the house and garden against Nick and his kind while a few of them hopped to the country cottage to take measurements for impending work. They came back with a paper full of figures for multiplication, a skill that all bunnies might as well have a PhD in. Anyway, they liked the figures, so now they are sitting at the table, paper in paws, mapping out a plan for the permanent defeat of Nick and his bad luck family. If the end result wouldn't involve my being put to work, I would honestly enjoy this. They have weapons out, filled with whitewash, guarenteed to hit a feline at 100 yards, long before they can bring their bad luck into play. Nick will be lucky not to come out of this looking like a skunk, is all that I can say.t