I've definitely been neglectful of Natasha's blog this year. It's been a busy one for me, and not always in a good way, so I haven't been on RO in quite a while.
Anyway, Natasha's still going strong. She's eight now, but still acts like a kit. She does Bunny 500's around the house every morning, and binkies when I turn off the TV at night and tell her it's time for her bedtime snack.
She gave me a bit of a fright this week. On Tuesday she had run into my bedroom just before the alarm and ran laps around the bed as usual. I got up and got ready for work, and then I called her for breakfast. That usually brings her running from wherever she'd been - but on Tuesday, nothing. No bunny. I even tried calling "Carrot" - nothing. So, I got a flashlight and looked under my bed, where she hides sometimes - no bunny. The back rooms were closed off, and I have a small house, so the only place she could be was the dining room or the living room (she won't go in the kitchen because of the slippery linoleum). She wasn't anywhere. That made no sense. I ate my breakfast, figuring she'd come out to chow down when I stopped looking for her, but she didn't. I looked under everything which had an "under", and behind everything which a bunny could get behind. Still nothing. Finally, I opened the sofa bed in the living room, and there she was. Somehow she'd gotten herself under the bed mechanism - don't know if she was trapped or couldn't find her way out, or if she was just playing "hide the bunny". I picked her up and held her for a while, then plunked her in her cage, where she immediately started inhaling her morning salad.
Sometimes, I think rabbits just enjoy making us worry...
Some recent pictures of Natasha: