We got home (hours later).. cooked dinner; it's getting late. We sit down to eat at about 8:30 and the phone rings... odd ~ who would be calling now?
One of my coworkers found a rabbit loose on the street in the city... it's owner had "set it free" and didn't want it. "Do you know anyone who wants a rabbit?".... Hmmmmmmm. I wonder.
Good plan, call the "soft touch" girl who works in the office... the one with jello for a spine.
Yes, you know what's coming next.
This would be Sam.... :)
We don't know if it's a boy or a girl (we've not peeked under it's cotton tail); so we figured Sam could be either. Sam seems to be quite content in her(?) new home, spacious and comfy with a smattering of fresh hay and a nice lady who delivers a dish of fresh veggies to her room.
Have you met Jack?
We went to the pet store a few weeks ago to buy parrot food... (not knowing of course that we would never get to open the bag...) and Jack was peering at us thru the glass.
I wonder sometimes what's wrong with us.... but look at them.
How can that not make you smile?
And really,what's one more dish of kibble among friends?