Oh my...

This afternoon I was greeted with a ziplock bag full of rabbit turds.

Apparently Annie happened upon some rabbit turds in our backyard and was amazed that they did not look anything at all like Bailey turds so she got a ziplock from the kitchen and spent some time scouring the backyard for the tiny gems. One might ask themselves (as I did) what was Tim doing during the time our daughter was creating her own rabbit-do collection? Well, his story is that Bailey was blocking his view and he assumed that Annie was out back brushing him. Really? The girl who hasn't paid poor Bailey any attention since...since I don't know when...was brushing him? I think the only thing I might have assumed in this situation was that she had gotten a hold of a pair of scissors and was giving him a new do. But anyways, she really wants to bring the ziplock to school tomorrow. She claims that she just wants her friends to know that rabbit-do is entirely different than dog-do. That's my girl!

On a related note, I just heard Annie telling Tim "You gotta check out the poop I just made." Once again, That's My Girl!