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That cute little face caused that kind of raucous? Naughty ewok:)
He does look rather pissed off. I’d make sure my bedroom door was locked when you go to sleep
but he’s soooo cute!
my dogs always barf up the meds and then some…yuck! 🙁
Hi from Austria! Oops – couldn’t imagine this innocent looking little one causing any hassles whatsoever – but you never know, the innocent ones are the worst 🙂 Absolutely cute bunny though!
I know how you feel. My Butterbean (2-4 lbs, depending on how many treats he has been eating) has covered me in scratches from times when I was trying to give him medicine. He’s kicked one vet in the face and made another bleed. Usually a muscular assistant is needed to hold the little pooper down. He HATES medicine. He hates the word “Burrito” because that’s what I call it when I try to wrap him in a towel. And yet, it’s hard not to love the little fella.