Word Count Month Three Day Twenty-Three

The human wrote 2220 words on her tale of rabbit horror, bringing it up to 34,791 words total. That is much too close to the halfway point for me, and goodness knows how fast she might be able to fly through it now. She's even thinking out sending a letter or two, hunting for an agent next week. What will become of the neighbors if someone helps her sell the books? She thinks she's got the perfect hook!

On Another Note

On another note, unrelated to the human's injury, someone is posting on the rabbits' gardening list about how to attract bees. I hope he feels so guilty about that. Betsy normally lounges on the bed and with the human high on medication for her injuries, I spotted that bear opening Word and busily taking notes based on those messages about bee attraction. Those poor, poor bees. Do you suppose there's any way to alert the hives about Betsy's education in bee attraction? I don't even want to imagine how many bees she'll be able to capture after this learning experience.