Princess Bunny Chair

My overstuffed chair is no longer stuffed and I replaced the coffee table that no longer had a finish on it.  I’ve come to accept a little destruction in exchange for having free roaming bunnies.  I really wouldn’t have it any other way, after all, house rabbits are exactly that, house rabbits.  But now I’ve made a move on the offense, a chewable chair.   Stormy is my perching bunny even though she’s twelve years old.   She’s also the chewer.  So, just for you, Stormy, your very own princess chair!

Thanks to everyone who saved corrugated boxes for me!