bunnies...
alright, let's end the week with more cute cuddly photos (last ones for a while, i promise)



Meet Tigger, my surprise birthday gift for May 2002 - Cathy, Dom and Steve blindfolded me and we went to pick her out. i love rabbits, but we all forgot to tell me that this wasn't a dwarf rabbit, Tigger was the real deal - huge!!!
Tigger was very affectionate though, it was unfortunate at that time i was living with 2 roommates, and working 14 hour days. Tigger outgrew cages like there was no tomorrow, and when it came down to it i only had an hour a day to spend with her before my bedtime, and she's alone when i was at work.
i ended up finding her a good home with a student in Berkeley where she owned another bunny (it was so sad, Tigger didn't know how to defend herself, the other bunny was a bit aggressive of another bunny being in her playarea backyard)
i remember when ange came to visit, we were hanging out on the sofa, Tigger came bouncing by, and started licking her face and then licked mine!
Tigger got a bath, because of her size, well poo would stick to the fur and she'd be stinky. it's a funny picture to see a wet bunny - beneath all that fur Tigger was stick skinny!
This is George, a valentine's gift from 2002. he IS a dwraf bunny, and no i did not name him, but the name was from Steinbeck's Of Mice and Men ("I want to see the bunnies, George") George is a bit anti-social, not that affectionate; a loner.the salvaging grace was that i was bigger than George so sometimes i can bully him (take a big towel and wrap it around him to make a bunny burrito, then he will have to let me pet him)
i owned both bunnies while i worked at that small company, which meant horrible long hours and unpredictable schedules. i was rarely home and had little time to devote to them, as i should've.
i found George a loving home where 3 asian girls adored him, age ranging from 6 to 12 years old... they reported back that he loved sitting with them in front of TV just chilling...
i think i wasn't responsible enough to own bunnies, which required a lot of time and effort spent with them when they are babies... didn't help that i worked too many hours, but that's another blog post for another day.

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