chance or... rabbit destiny?!
it's possible i'm loony. it's more possible i've been loony since the day i was spawned. it's probable you dames and fellows keep me around for entertainment purposes only.
thanks. thanks much.
my cause for stating my loony loony-ness: i find that my furry little friends have always seemed to come to me. when i was at the adoring age of afros and mullets, my family deemed it my turn to pick out a pet. we went to a dog kennel where i proceeded to stick my finger into a cage with yupping pups. smart?? no. genius?? yes. it was this gesture that led me to my queenie, as she was the only one to lick my finger instead of thinking it was a chew toy.
april found our moby as a kitten at the whitney point mcdonald's, being fed french fries. it's a wonder he made out so healthy. he was quite skinny, sickly (as french fries don't provide taurine) and kind've ugly, truth be told. he bounced from home to home to home to back to our cozy little home. he hasn't left since.
mona was actually given to me by jessica. her family was selling rabbits in the hopes of a profit. one little girl needed special needs and jess was convinced i was the only prospect. so, my mona stayed with me, frightening my cat and playing with annie. she died about a year ago.
semi-ly-switching gears.
amber was told me of the rabbits used in research animal techniques. she found homes for a good majority of them and the rest would be given to a pet store, except one. this little girl has the same problems as did my mona had. if she can't find a home who will cater to her needs, she'll be put down on wednesday.
now, i have a rabbit cage. i have a rabbit everything. i have my darling mother who allowed mona to run around the house, fearless and potty-trained.
i'm certain taking her in wouldn't be a problem. my mother let me have a turkey for pete's sake.
my hopes run high for this little girl.
finals, on the other hand, pose as doubt. it seems like i need more experience in clinical settings. compensation for the lack of knowledge is gruelling and discouraging. i'm honestly a slow learner. i don't mind admitting it. people recognize it but put me at ease with heart-felt encouragements. it's really quite sweet.
the end.
thanks. thanks much.
my cause for stating my loony loony-ness: i find that my furry little friends have always seemed to come to me. when i was at the adoring age of afros and mullets, my family deemed it my turn to pick out a pet. we went to a dog kennel where i proceeded to stick my finger into a cage with yupping pups. smart?? no. genius?? yes. it was this gesture that led me to my queenie, as she was the only one to lick my finger instead of thinking it was a chew toy.
april found our moby as a kitten at the whitney point mcdonald's, being fed french fries. it's a wonder he made out so healthy. he was quite skinny, sickly (as french fries don't provide taurine) and kind've ugly, truth be told. he bounced from home to home to home to back to our cozy little home. he hasn't left since.
mona was actually given to me by jessica. her family was selling rabbits in the hopes of a profit. one little girl needed special needs and jess was convinced i was the only prospect. so, my mona stayed with me, frightening my cat and playing with annie. she died about a year ago.
semi-ly-switching gears.
amber was told me of the rabbits used in research animal techniques. she found homes for a good majority of them and the rest would be given to a pet store, except one. this little girl has the same problems as did my mona had. if she can't find a home who will cater to her needs, she'll be put down on wednesday.
now, i have a rabbit cage. i have a rabbit everything. i have my darling mother who allowed mona to run around the house, fearless and potty-trained.
i'm certain taking her in wouldn't be a problem. my mother let me have a turkey for pete's sake.
my hopes run high for this little girl.
finals, on the other hand, pose as doubt. it seems like i need more experience in clinical settings. compensation for the lack of knowledge is gruelling and discouraging. i'm honestly a slow learner. i don't mind admitting it. people recognize it but put me at ease with heart-felt encouragements. it's really quite sweet.
the end.