Apparently the human world is getting reports on my family in real time via the medium of a webcomic, and I can’t even imagine how to approach that occurrence on a scientific basis. At any rate, I suppose you now know that Dad has been appointed to the Rabbit Council. Very big deal. It’s the absolute highest honor a rabbit can have.
For you humans who might not be aware of our political structure, here in the United States of America we have a federal form of government. (We’re now in the middle of a Presidential election.) Beneath that are fifty state governments and under those are numerous counties and municipalities. Existing separately from those but still under their laws are the groups that have jurisdiction for each species. The Rabbit Council that Dad has been appointed to is responsible for all rabbit-related issues in the five-state region. They meet twice a month to rule on various matters.
Appointment to this group is a mysterious process, but in Dad’s case it came about because Rudy posted on YouTube the video of Coney saving Gran last week. Their demand that Dad bring Coney to every meeting shows that they mainly want Coney there to protect them, and not for any input Dad might have toward the decision-making process. Nevertheless, Gran is inordinately proud. Because status is so important to her, it’s a dream come true.
BTW, there was a hedgehog group but they never meet anymore. Too many quills were used in anger.
In other news, we’re having a big worldwide athletic competition. It’s in China this time, but a few years ago it was held right here.
