Yes, we have a deaf rabbit. We have ascertained this fact by clapping loudly behind him, banging pots over his head, and frequently running our Roomba, all without effect. It’s probably a good thing he’s deaf, because otherwise all that would have been an awful torture.

Being a rabbit, he has enormous ears — this is not surprising, since it’s sort of an iconic trait. Subsequently, when I look at him, I just think about the huge waste of real estate. I know I’m an awful person, but I can’t help being amused at the irony. It’s like owning a Hummer and not having a license to drive.

Despite this critical disadvantage, I know if he could talk he would certainly be able to warn me about the evil plots of my arch-nemesis, the Cat.

I apologize to people who a.) don’t know us or b.) don’t care about our animals. I know that limits the audience for this comic down to something like fifteen and a half people, but hey, it’s sort of a niche comic anyway. To that small (yet insanely attractive, overly intelligent) audience, I will answer the question that is pounding in your brain — Pocky is drinking Coke, not Dr. Pepper. I know, he’s not a true Texan — but they offered the better sponsorship deal.

So, let me know if you like it, and always remember that I run on props. :)

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