Aunt Bunny's Resort, Refuge, Ranch and Spa for Distressed Animals.

This is a shameless advertisement for Aunt Bunny's Resort, Refuge, Ranch and Spa for Distressed Animals.  Nana...well, it is always NANA, decided to check me into the Aunt Bunny's Pet Resort, Refuge, Ranch and Spa for Distressed Animals because in shrinkology-speak, the Conventions were just too too much for me.  I tried to speak at the First One but there were donkeys at the door and THEY had expected Lassie (although we all know she is as dead as a doorknob) but then someone thought they should get that wordy Chase-the-Aussie but HE was aligning elsewhere, with a bunch of sheep.  Anyway, politics aside, I couldn't get a paw in edgewise so I took the bus to the Other Convention.

They seem a bit more inclusive but I didn't expect the elephants to be in on the circus (this is the LAST year for that, donja know?) so I just de-camped. I did sign a few autographs but that is so exhausting without opposable thumbs, so I just came home and Nana promptly locked me up for more than 72 hours at the Aunt Bunny Resort, Refuge, Ranch and Spa for Distressed Animals.

So I called Unca Bob.  But Unca Bob is the chief of the Raccoon Riders and he is gone around the bend so I was stuck.

Thankfully, Aunt Bunny's Resort, Refuge, Ranch and Spa for Distressed Animals is RATHER Superb.  Take a look:

    I had a professional Massage Person.  She wore a lovely blue outfit and knew just where I needed stress relief.

I had my own PROFFESSIONAL trainer who believed that working the stairs was important to my well being (and doesn't he have nice legs?)

AND Then...

I had my own room where I could relax, kick back and watch some TV.  I do so like that Anderson Cooper dude even if he said awful things about Honey Badger. 

I had 9 (NINE) cats at my beck and call.  They took care of me, looked after Nana's garden, and are now - EVEN NOW as we speak - are going all out for my campaign because they know EQUAL RIGHTS FOR CATS is an urgent issue.

I have been discharged but, well, Nana is Nana.  Soon as Unca Bob comes back from being around the bend, we are going to have WORDS.  Yes, NANA, watch your back!