So Mom is getting nervous. Tomorrow morning Kenzie sees the vet for spinal X-rays, and Mom is wondering how that works. I mean, Kenzie isn't going to just lie there quietly while they stretch her out and snap away. So how WILL they get our girl to cooperate? Mom is envisioning all sorts of gruesome scenarios. She made the appointment for 8:30 in the morning so Kenzie would have all day to recover and hopefully forgive Mom for the ordeal!
In other news, Mom finished her first paper for school. Well, *I* finished it, is more like it. She counts on me to channel her creative muse. It was a fascinating two page study of the strategies of effective technical communication. Okay, it wasn't fascinating, it was dull as dirt. "Just as long as I get an A," Mom says. She's been really enjoying school lately, now that she dropped that horrendous Mathematical Reasoning class.
Mom was all excited the other day when she saw another student who was as old as her! "Everybody thinks I'm a member of the faculty," she complains. "I'm old enough to be the faculty's mother!" That's only a slight exaggeration. She's pretty old. She says I have no room to talk, seeing as I am pushing the upper bounds of senior citizenship myself. But everyone knows we rabbits age much more gracefully than humans.
She also got three new assignments with the newspaper, which bodes well for our grocery budget. Mom is getting tired of cold cereal and peanut butter and jelly. She had to buy us a supplemental bag of hay while waiting for our bale to arrive. $10 for a tiny little bag! She says we'd better cherish every bite.
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