The past two nights, I have lured the dust bunnies off of the rebounder [mini trampoline] so that I could partake of its bouncy goodness. Back in February, I used the springy darling on a nightly basis—but it moved onto greener pastures and found a more sedate existence in the shadows of the downstairs closet. I tell you, it was not amused with my renewed interest, and creaked and groaned just so.