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it's no fun being a bunny burrito. back in the day when we were earthbound bunnies, our person would take us to the vet to get our teeth filed down. speaking of...we haven't been for awhile. and am i feeling any points? nooooo...maybe it's all a crock. lies perpetuated by the veterinary system in order to drum up regular business. ah well. the vet has this burrito-ization technique down pat. she takes a towel and wraps it over your forepaws while you are crouched down in terror. then she carefully wraps it around your back and rump, effectively securing you in the "bunny burrito." within this towelled coccoon, bunnies' teeth can be examined without bunnies escaping. although, there's THIS trick you can try. as you're getting wrapped, stand tall, then when the burrito is complete, you still have some space, once you crouch down again, to pull your head into the towel - thus thwarting attempts to put nasty dental instruments in your mouth. bleah.
my point is this: i have been burrito-ized again. and this time, i've been stuffed in a sack and am bouncing none too comfortably on the back of my trusty steed, drin. and he's laughing, he's LAUGHING at me.
