New semester and a psycho bunny

So, it's the second day of the semester, and I'm already ready to be done. There's something about sitting in an uncomfortable desk chair or lab stool that just makes me want to crawl under warm blankets on a comfy bed even more than usual.

There are a few cool things about this semester though. Mike and I are taking a biology class together and have it at 10am on Mondays, Tuesdays, and Fridays. I hate science, so Mike sitting next to me and helping me to not fall asleep is helpful. Also, it's nice because we have a class that we can talk about and really know what's going on. And, there's also the "let's cut the book costs in half" that becomes a nice bonus. If we're both taking the class at the same time, only one book is needed, saving almost $100!

The writing classes I'm taking are really gearing me up for getting into the business of Journalism. Of course, eventually I'd like to just freelance and be a stay-at-home mom. Dream job all the way!

Onto the second portion of the title, Patrick, our rabbit, is a psycho.

Don't let the adorable face deceive you.....

Straight up. We bought him a new cage the other day and he loves it. He goes bonkers. It's twice the size of his last one, and has a litter box in the corner, toys hanging from it, and a lot of space to run. He does run. Not hop, run. Back and forth making as much noise as possible. You see, he's a attention fiend. If he doesn't get what he wants, he'll throw a tantrum. He'll whip whatever is in his cage to the other side, dump his food, pee in his water, and ring his bell over and over again until you give in. Mike and I always give in. Mainly because if we ignore him, he progressively gets worse and will not stop. He's become like a child to us. He gets a kiss from me before I turn into bed at night. If he doesn't.....well, the crap hits the fan. Or the side of the cage for that matter. That tantrum I was talking about? Yeah. Double it. If we ignore him, go upstairs, and turn on the fan, he will ring his bell loud enough for us to hear, get annoyed, and come back downstairs to give him a dang kiss. His new litter box? Yeah, he doesn't use it for that. He thinks it's a chair or something. He just sits in it. Crazy rabbit. If he hears us talking upstairs in the morning, like 2 minutes after the alarm goes off, his bell is ringing. And will continue to ring until we take the blanket off of his cage, give him fresh food and water, and attention. Forget going to the bathroom first.