Toaster. You may remember how Minki saved the day (or rather, the barred rock) the other night. Tonight, a great tag-team play by Oddball and Toaster saved the Dustbunny.

Bedtime for the animals is 9pm. On the nose – do not be late. Apparently. Because at 9:13, a flash of white caught my eye and there, standing in the kitchen, was Oddball. Fine, I took the hint. I put him to bed and went out to get the ladies and bunny put away for the night.

Of course, the ladies are already tucked in, they are pretty good about that, but Bunbun was nowhere to be seen. So much for “rabbit proof” fencing…

So of course we start the hunt, the usual areas: fenceline, hedge between our house and the neighbor, start working our way down the block, checking under cars as we go. The kiddo sees an orange flash…Toaster. She almost dismisses it as just Toaster being a dork (he’s good at that), but takes a longer look and sees what he’s chasing.

Bunbun.

So, I will be putting up an add tomorrow:

Needed: one bunk bed set, suitable for one Oddball chicken and one Dustbunny who’s decided he doesn’t care for his outside cage any longer.

Cripes.