Bunny Blockade

Day 4 - Supplies are running thin. The natives are restless. Except for the potatoes, I have fed all of my vegetables to them, yet still they eye me with their evil stare. I dare not leave. The first to go was the phone, then the power. I am only just able to get this out with a jury-rigged battery I've made out of vinegar, paper clips and the few remaining precious potatoes I have.

There is no escape. They have a patience that defies mortal creatures. They speak to themselves in hushed whispers. I have tried to keep track of the changing of the guard, but they are wiley and blessed with near endless endurance, showing no fatigue, only an insatiable hunger.



I must make my last box of Cheese Nips last. The next to go will be the water supply. I have filled the tub and sinks just in case. Should be enough to last me until I starve to death.

My candle is just a nub. I don't know why no one notices it in my window. The rent is due the first of the month. If only I can hold out a couple more weeks until the landlord comes looking for his check. I hope someone reads this. I hope I am able to get it somewhere before my potatoes give out. I only wish I would have... wait... they're scratching on the door... they're co