George the Wonder Bunny

I like to hang out in my big sister's room. Lindsey is pretty cool, I can get away with a lot more in her room, than I can in Mom and Dad's room.

Recently I noticed that Lindsey had a pet bunny in her room. I wanted it really bad. She said that pets were a lot of responsibility, and that you had to train them, and take care of them, and it wasn't all fun and games. But, I told her I was big enough, and I was willing to do all of the work. We went back and forth arguing about it for quite a while.



George and I watching Dad play on his computer.




George gets scared, so I have to stay close. I don't mind.


She finally gave in and let me have the bunny. I finally have a pet of my very own! I'm going to love it, and hold it, and squeeze it. She said the first thing I had to do was give it a name. She suggested "Gadget", because she said Gizmo and Gadget would sound neat. But, I was like... "GADGET!" What... that is like the name a dog would have. You don't name your pets after the name you would give a dog. I mean dogs are part of the family.

It took me a while, but I finally settled on calling it "George". George the Wonder Bunny. George is a really good pet. George likes to be with me almost all of the time. Seems like when ever I turn around there is George. It is more work than I expected. But, I really do like having him... er... her... hmmm.... George around. George is worth all of the effort. I have to spend a lot of time at home, alone. George makes the time go by a lot faster.


First George wants to play outside...




Then George wants to go inside...


George told me just today when he saw my blog, that he would like of like to have one of his own. I just laughed. "Blogging is a lot of work George.", I told him. We'll just have to see.



Then once we are inside... you guessed it...




He wants to go back out... Oh George!!!


Mom tried to get George, but George was scared, so I had to get George back!