Wishing Dreaming And Hoping

A few members of The Herd wishing, dreaming and hoping on a Friday evening. Their thoughts seem to be fairly transparent.

Typhoon wishing he was a mighty hunter.

Typhoon wishing he was a mighty hunter.

After a series of early season mistakes, the rabbits learned to stay outside the fence of Sibe Quentin. Unfortunately for Typhoon (and fortunately for the bunnies), Typhoon’s catch count has not moved in weeks.

Cheoah dreaming of speed.

Cheoah dreaming of speed.

Without rabbits to chase, Typhoon’s settles with chasing his sister. Cheoah wants to be faster so that she can outrun her little brother. Unfortunately for her, Typhoon is fast, fast, fast.

And what about Frankie? What is Frankie hoping for?

Hoping that those two stay out in the yard so I can nap.

Hoping that those two stay out in the yard so I can nap.

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2 Comments

  1. Susan McManus on August 6, 2016 at 1:17 pm

    I wish I could show you a picture of a picture of my pet bunny sitting on the back of our Norwegian Elkhound. Tokyo is the first dog that I’ve had who would ever allow this. I told the kids at the time, be glad that she is not like Typhoon. I can’t see him allowing this. I love the pictures of your babies. They are adorable.

  2. Lori on August 6, 2016 at 1:11 pm

    I’m with you Frankie ❤️

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