My Baby

So a year ago I got a pet bunny. I begged my mom for almost a year to buy her and promised the best things I could as a way to bribe her into spending the 10 $ to get a small little bunny. After a few months she finally gave in, I assume I just annoyed her into saying yes ^^;.

We drove to the pet store and bought a little metal cage, some sawdust, and some food then eagerly drove to the Tim Hortons to meet the lady that was selling her to us. I was practically bouncing as I waited impatiently for my little bundle of joy to be delivered.

We set her up and welcomed her to her new home and played with her. We quickly learned that bunnies are quite shy and don't like it when strange people play "Pass the little bundle of cute." We also quickly learned that little bunnies can't walk on hardwood floors.

I write this post as a happy birthday to her. She quickly became my bestfriend.

While I expected bunnies to be simple to take care of, she's actually quite the little handful. She chews cables, rips up the carpet, and eats the furniture. However I can't help but smile as I see her little fluffy face brighten when I hold her. When my mom is giving her trouble she'll run to me in a hopeless desperation that I'll make everything better.

Happy first birthday Sargent Pepper Bunnykins! (Lame name I know ^^;)

Isn't She Like The Cutest Ball Of Cute?