It’s been a while since the fire, I really miss those rabbits! Let me be more clear, I really miss those little rabbit nuggets of deliciousness! I have been reduced to things I never thought I would do in a million years! With the nugget drought, I’ve been having to get my poop fix from the Furball! To make matters worse, there’s a foot of snow on the ground, I can’t risk letting the poop land and losing it! I have to get it while the getting is good. I can hardly look at myself in the mirror. Poor Furball is getting bound up! Who can blame him, imagine trying to do your business with a poop addict lying in wait, staring up the business end of your poop pump. Dad’s been having a hard time letting me get up close and personal with him. I can’t blame him, I just can’t help myself! The little hippie girl they call Summer, caught me in the act the other day, ever since she’s been walking around like she’s all high and mighty! It was okay when she was just high, but the mighty part is really making me mad! Who does she think she is? I don’t laugh at her when she’s eating, which, by the way, resembles a hyena gutting a wildebeest on the Serengeti! My name is Princess, I have a poop problem! Gotta go, I hear Furball’s stomach gurgling!