Rustling

I am hearing alarming sounds of bread wrappers rustling, the toaster popping, and the refrigerator being opened. Those rabbits now have seven loaves of bread, and they're hard at work on sandwiches, sandwiches that I just know I'm going to be expected to help them with eating. There's something paper-like propped up in my cat bed, and I'm sure it's an invitation to a tea party. I can only hope that this tea party isn't black tie.

Insane Store

Obviously the people who run the store down the street are insane, and I have no clue how the funny farm has missed capturing them. Not only did they sell more of those cheap, five cent packs of seed to the bunnies this afternoon, but they provided them with three loaves of bread! They're going to use that bread for sandwiches for tea parties, I just know it. And even worse, they had coupons so the bread was FREE! Have you ever heard of something so horrible?