Must Call the Police

I must call the police at once. I'm sure that Nick the Cat is to blame for this, and causing this much bad luck must violate more laws than I want to think about. The human got more work done on one of those bunny books today, and is almost through with a round of edits. She went to the bakery and amused herself camping out there all day and working. Really, for letting her hang around that place and work on such horror, I hope Betsy Bear robbed them of every cookie in the building. The human was pleased with what she accomplished, and how her editing speed started picking up as she got into things. Just perfect. She's hoping to work more and finish the edit tomorrow. And do you know what will happen once the editing is done? That will put her one step closer to publication! I will be one step closer to attending a book party with a CARROT theme! I'll be one step closer to being drug to the food co-op and to the country to help the bunnies sell the horrible novels! And the money! The money! You know the human will share it with the rabbits, and they're sure to use it for nothing but SEED! Where is the law when you need them?