Toby the Resilient

If it weren't for the shaved spots on his neck and legs where the vet took blood and tried to place IVs, I wouldn't believe he's fighting a deadly case of peritonitis. I could hardly get him to sleep overnight.

Kill the wabbit, as Elmer Fudd used to say.

Ooh, it's the pajama drawstring!

I will get it!

Shoelaces! (Matt wears size 11.)

MAMA TIED A TOY TO THE DRAWSTRING!

This is so exciting!

Wheeeeeee!

  

Gotcha!

Mama's pretending to be asleep so I'll go to sleep. It won't work...zzzzzzzzz.