Clowesia's Journal
Saturday, 24 of March
Eh....what's this?
Look at the size of their heads...
that's just ridiculous.
It's about 3pm and I've just found one of the most preposterous looking creatures I have ever seen. They look like small rabbits, yet their heads are far too big and their legs are far too short. They walk more like dogs as well, kind of like a Dachshund or Munchkin cat, but not as long. How curious, this little fellow seems to be wearing clothing, and on top of that he's bought a friend. These little bunnies just get more fascinating by the second. I shall study them further.
Sunday, 25 of March
It seems the little white bunny with the singular red dot and bandana has taken a liking to me, even going as far as to follow me home after dusk had set in yesterday. It's companion had stayed behind, showing zero interest in me (which was following in the days footsteps, most of my observing had been with the clothed fellow whose attention was solely fixated on me.) I have returned to the little patch of meadow filled with daises today, bringing back Dot (The name I had given the white bunny that had been persistent in gaining my affections.) to see if he wished to return to his companion. It seems not, as soon as I had sat down he was in my lap. The other bunny still seems to be looking for something... perhaps he seeks out his own human companion to bond with like Dot has with me? There is only one way to find out.
Saturday, 24 of March
Eh....what's this?
Look at the size of their heads...
that's just ridiculous.
It's about 3pm and I've just found one of the most preposterous looking creatures I have ever seen. They look like small rabbits, yet their heads are far too big and their legs are far too short. They walk more like dogs as well, kind of like a Dachshund or Munchkin cat, but not as long. How curious, this little fellow seems to be wearing clothing, and on top of that he's bought a friend. These little bunnies just get more fascinating by the second. I shall study them further.
Sunday, 25 of March
It seems the little white bunny with the singular red dot and bandana has taken a liking to me, even going as far as to follow me home after dusk had set in yesterday. It's companion had stayed behind, showing zero interest in me (which was following in the days footsteps, most of my observing had been with the clothed fellow whose attention was solely fixated on me.) I have returned to the little patch of meadow filled with daises today, bringing back Dot (The name I had given the white bunny that had been persistent in gaining my affections.) to see if he wished to return to his companion. It seems not, as soon as I had sat down he was in my lap. The other bunny still seems to be looking for something... perhaps he seeks out his own human companion to bond with like Dot has with me? There is only one way to find out.
