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Vacation. The nerve.
Sure. The people get to go on vacation. What do I get to do? Go to the sitter. Not that I have anything against her or anything. She's actually a really nice person, as far as people go. But, she has the gall to have rabbits of her own. So that means that I am not the center of attention. It's not that that's all that bad either. The problem is that I just don't like most other rabbits. Once in a while, some cute boy bunny comes along... but for the most part, I want them out of my space. For that matter, I want them out of their space too. So, I go pick fights with them. This would also not be a bad thing, except that I don't have my front teeth anymore. The result? I get beat.
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