Quick apologies for my recent lack of writing, despite having (technically) more time on my hands.
Life has indeed been busy on the Farm! The garden in full bloom producing more tomatoes than we can use, the chickens are busily handling pest patrol, and we just adopted a stray rabbit who appeared on Mansi's parents lawn one morning.
Fittingly we've named him Dr. Hopps. Dr. Cecil Hopps. No relation to the other Cecil Hopps.
He's not a medical doctor of course, because that would be silly.
He is, however, a PhD. doctor having completed his thesis on "The Mating Rituals of North American Jack Rabbits" at Tufts University. One of the first rabbits of his family to actually attend higher education, much less complete his degree, we assume his mother and father are very proud of him.
Apparently there was some unpleasantness with his brothers and sisters, all 12 of them, falling into the age old addiction of "alfalfa snorting" and subsequently dropping out of school. Hence his mother and father's overwhelming pride in his accomplishment.
This is not to say Dr. Hopps hasn't had his own run-ins with illegal substances, alfalfa snorting being especially troublesome for his family genetics. Like his other filial relations, he too found himself quite attached to the pleasant buzz of a couple lines of alfalfa after a long day of studying and classes.
Strangely enough, or perhaps thankfully, Dr. Hopps's one saving grace was his perversion. Having always been fond of jack rabbits and their wild natures, Cecil began to to forsake the pleasures of alfalfa for an even queerer desire; Cecil liked to watch.
It of course started how all strange desires begin; with the Internet.
Once when caught browsing some jack rabbit videos by his brother Hugh, heavy XXX videos really, like all red-handed criminals Cecil's excuse was quick, inspired and complete rabbit droppings:
"It's for a class!", he stammered breathlessly to Hugh.
Not buying it for a second Hugh ignored the obvious and with a practiced speed set out some alfalfa and got to work.
Seeing his brother's willingness to buy his excuse in the face of his own growing addiction, Cecil realized he might have landed on a the perfect qualifier for his strange indulgences; Higher Education.
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