playing outside

These pictures are not very good, because the sun was out in full force when I took them. It was noon. But, my baby is cute and it needs to be documented. She doesn't really care for the bunny. (By the way, there is only one now. Sharp Tooth died of a nasty eyeball infection.) Bruce is doing great. Capri, however, doesn't care. She doesn't really mind him, until he gets in her field of vision, and she gets annoyed. He gets close enough, she starts flailing her arms about trying to get him to go away, Once, he got close and she grabbed hold of both of the bunny's ears, picked him up and moved him away.

She also doesn't care for grass. She loves to be outside, but on someone's lap, or on a blanket. If she gets set down on the grass, she'll usually just scream and throw a fit. If she's in a good mood when she gets set down in grass, she just grunts and you, and sits precariously trying to hold as much skin as she can off the ground, out of reach of those nasty blades of green stuff.

Sometimes I set her in the grass and force her to crawl to me before I pick her up. She may not love me for much longer.