"We," of course, in the royal sense of the word.
I have to do all the work, as usual.
You see, this house has been more like some sort of sanatorium than an actual home filled with fun and creativity.
First, the Blisschick, or as I call her "Secondary Mama," got taken down by some gross, personality sucking bug.
And as expected, Primary Mama has followed suit.
I think I hear her downstairs hacking up internal organs while watching The Incredibles, which is a pretty good movie considering there are no rabbits.
You must be concerned about me. I would think that would be what is weighing on your mind.
I am fine. Rabbits do not get human bugs.
More importantly, my salad and hay supply has not been interrupted at all. Though, I am not being Admired nearly enough.
That is how YOU could help! YOU could send some admiration my way! Yes! Just think or talk about how pretty and soft and sweet and smart I am! That should help a lot!
And if you feel like it, you could send some healing thoughts to my Primary Mama, but do not let that get in the way of the Real Work. Priorities, you know.