I'm writing this, hoping Cindy will leave what really happened in the comments. What I know is this... I let Cindy borrow one of my most favorite shirts after the R.E.M. concert because she was going to Vegas and had nothing sexy to wear. I told her she could borrow the shirt I had worn to work that day. It's a wrap style shirt with lots of rushing in the front. It's got a cream background with peach and brown flowers all over. It covers a multitude of sins, and with a push-up bra, you are set. I did however make her promise to return it, as it is one of my favorites. I got a call from her tonight saying that my shirt had quite an adventure! Some Chippendales dancers had molested the shirt... A cute guy in a bar gropped the shirt... And she had such a good time in the shirt the first night, she wore it the second. Now, I know, and you know what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas... But Cindy, all of us lonely single girls would love it if you would guest post or at least post in the comments about your adventure! Or at least, tell us what the shirt did! It's had more action than I've had in a long time!

Last night, I took Daisy out for her evening walk about 6. She had been asking for quite some time, but I was ignoring her. So, imagine my surprize when I saw this in the next door neighbours front yard! At first I thought it was a cat... Then, it hopped. I knew it was a bunny, and it was afraid of Daisy. I figured I'd take Daisy for her walk, and it would be gone. Someone must be looking for it. Daisy and I went for our long walk, and low and behold, our bunny friend was still out there. I think it was eating grass. My neighbour friend and I decided that neither of us really knew how to care for a bunny, so we just left it there. I feel kinda bad about it, but I really don't know about bunnies. Do they bite? How do you handle them? Do they have to be in a cage? Would they eat through a box? I thought the most important question was, would Daisy kill it before morning? I thought she might. I saw some other neighbours later at the 10pm walk, and I was told the bunny had been just hanging out for over a week. Hmm. Does that mean I have a moral obligation to take care of said bunny now? I didn't think so... Daisy and I went to bed, without said bunny. I hope the bunny is well. Next time, I think I'd better be prepared to take it to the shelter.