It's worried us sometimes that our pet rabbit doesn't have any other rabbits to be with. He probably thinks of bunny_hugger as his mate, and I don't know just what he makes of me, but that's very different from having another rabbit to be with. But we're not ready to become a two-pet-rabbit household presently and who knows if he'd even like meeting another one. bunny_hugger finally found a rabbit plush that she could accept his chewing to pieces, though, and set it in his play area. Our rabbit sniffed it some, and then shied away from it, not showing a lot of interest in this strange entity. We thought it weird he wasn't at least curious about the new thing to play with; I wondered if maybe his environment is too enriched?
Yesterday, though, he came over to the doll and flopped out beside it, the way he might with another rabbit, and he seemed to spend some time grooming it or at least chewing on its tag. It's still hard to figure what he thinks of his inanimate friend, but he's got one now.
Also: are you reading my humor blog? If you're not, you've missed this stuff the past week.
- Facing the Fun Fact of it All, an oddly meditative bit inspired by the Peanuts calendar.
- Color Classics: A Car-Tune Portrait, which isn't the first Hungarian Rhapsodies cartoon but is among the earliest.
- Statistics Saturday: Counting On The Splendid Bowl, an exercise in one-to-one matchups between disparate sets.
- Why I’m In A Good Mood (Pet Store Edition) besides that their breeding pair of guinea pigs had a litter of six. Six!
- Statistics Saturday on Tuesday: January 2015 Readership, which was over 1,000, but not a record for me.
- The Report Of The Michigan State Groundhog for how winter might end, because the state has more official groundhogs than you might have guessed.
- What Came First? Plus, The Usual, in which I find Funky Winkerbean not actually funny, and point to my mathematics comics thing.
- Wizardless, because I'm still not quite over a terrible night at pinball league, but I'm amazed by how it turned out.
Trivia: The phosphorous-tipped matches introduced in the 19th century were dubbed ``congreves'', after the British military-rocket pioneer William Congreve who had nothing to do with their invention. The name did not catch on with the British public who stuck with the name ``lucifers'' instead. Source: The 13th Element: The Sordid Tale Of Murder, Fire, and Phosphorous, John Emsley.
Currently Reading: Magnificent Mistakes in Mathematics, Alfred S Posamentier, Ingmar Lehmann.