Addison loves her "dubby." So much so that trying to wash the dang thing becomes something like an episode of Mission Impossible. Sometimes we decide that it's too hard to sneak the bunny away from her, and we just let it slide. But when birds start dropping dead outside our house, it's either wash the thing or have the CDC get all "outbreak" on our heinies.
Why is it that toddlers think the greatest demonstration of affection is biting and gnawing? You already gave the poor bunny the black death; leave his stanky ears alone!
