This is Clara, a bun that Aunt Janay is fostering for the same lady that brought mum the three big white buns. Aunt Janay is outta town so she came here for the week.
yes i'm grumpy, more rain is coming and mum says she won't clean out my enclosure until after the rains so she can plant stuff. i think it's an excuse. and she picked me up this morning in spite of the grunting i put up. why do humans think they need to pick us up and pet us? of course the petting massage was kind of nice but you didn't hear that from me