Our 2 year-old granddaughter Mimi loves her some wascally wabbit, so I promised to send her pictures of Mickey for Christmas. I took these last week, and finally have some time to share them:







"Excuse me? This is not the dandelion greens salad I ordered. Get me the chef!"










At the moment, he's alternating between bunnydancing around my dining room/office and tugging on my pants leg for attention. I'm semi-dreading the day we get our Christmas tree and I have to figure out how to keep all the needles away from a hungry wabbit.