Life in Review
We visited the Burlington/Hamilton SPCA today looking at some of the Lab crosses, when a little girl called Kelly walked in. Friendly as anything, we didn’t have a choice. We now have a little terrier cross. She needs some work, but she’s not food nor toy aggressive and she’s friendly with all other dogs.
She was excitable around Baxter, but with a little patience she’s only mildly interested in him now and by the looks of it, Baxter is the boss (from within his cage!).
Yesterday was Baxter’s, our pet rabbit’s, birthday. He’s now reached the might age of two. He’s stopped misbehaving nearly as much as he used to, he’s now very affectionate and actually responds (somewhat) to his own name. We’re not sure of his exact birth date, but our estimates landed him right around Easter, so why not Easter Sunday no less?
His birthday is going to be a little late next year, what with it landing on the 24th April (well done Catholic Church, can’t figure out when you saviour died? Jeeze, you call that an organized religion). We’re not going to check his litter box for any Easter eggs, that would be a little too gross.
Anyway, happy belated birthday notice to my illiterate and non-web-active pet (damn animals these days need to go get themselves a twitter account).
Those damn rodents are telling us what to do again! According to the Pennsylvania marmot it has predicted six more weeks of winter, thank you very much! Or, in an alternate take, it has cursed us with another six weeks. Could this groundhog have the means to control the planetary climate?
I believe it’s safe to say, yes. We must all hail this furry mammalian until its winter spell is complete so that we can venture out of our properties in T-shirts and shorts. Or, perhaps, we could just wear winter coats like we have been all winter and ignore the little varmint.
In related news, I may conduct a scientific test on the foresight capabilities of small mammals using Baxter and see if I can get an accuracy rate nearing that of an 8-ball. Or not, you know, depending on how the day goes and depending on whether or not I want to anger the rabbit.
Today’s rabbit pic:
If you’ve never seen a truly contented rabbit, this is it. Not only is he laid down in this, but he was ignoring me sticking a camera in his face. This was taken flash-off, with a light sensitivity eight-times better than any human it’s a little cruel to flash them when they’re falling asleep in a darkened room.
There’s also a hint of his paper genocide to the right of the picture. Rabbits love to kill tissue paper, it’s like their version of catnip.
Baxter is the house rabbit. He was bought for my wife’s birthday, but we extrapolated back and believe he may have genuinely been an Easter bunny, so as we’re not entirely certain of his age (he’s a Dwarf Rex, so it was harder to tell his age when we got him from the pet store) his birthday gets celebrated on Easter Sunday.
In this picture he’s relaxing in his cage, he just got finished being pet. Noticeably his blankets are in one piece. His grooming instinct has since meant he chews holes in the blankets, it started by him removing the little emblems stitched on, but has since progressed to random spots he dislikes on the blanket.
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