Strange Bedfellows

I think he likes me - just a little bit.










'Course, he could think I'm Bunny.

Peek-a-boo

Normally Mom goes upstairs where she has a nice big bed that she (selfishly) doesn't let me stay in, but last night she fell asleep on the couch with me.



Why she cuddling that bunny and not me?

The Camera Cannot Lie...

...but it can be an accessory to untruth