Belinda Says Hay: “April Foolishness”

Hello. It's Belinda.

If you saw Abigail's blog on Wednesday you already know what happened.

Abigail has a lump. She has to stay in the hospital for two weeks.

You can read all the details in her blog. 

I didn't read it. My roommate won't let me.

Of course I didn't need to. Abigail already told me what I needed to know. And she left out all the vet "mumbo jumbo." 

So now I'm just trying to focus on work and not think about hospitals. Not easy with my roommate fussing at me every five minutes. 

"Try not to worry, Belinda. Abigail is going to be OK."

Of course I'm worried. Next to Little Fang, Abigail is my best friend. 

"Technically" she's my employee but rabbits don't care about that sort of thing.

Another reason I'm worried is that my boyfriend had a lump.  It was on his shoulder.  He had surgery but the lump came back.  

Oh boy.

I need to change the subject now. 

Here's a photo of a white rabbit with pink eyes.

A friend of mine made that for me a few years ago. She did an excellent job in my opinion.

My roommate keeps it in a high drawer that I can't reach. She said I might chew the yarn. Which is not true.  

The other day I was napping behind the couch when a noise woke me. I poked my head around the end of the couch and saw my roommate standing at the bookcase. 

She was holding my white yarn rabbit. 

"Look Belinda. Here's a little Easter bunny decoration to cheer you up."

She placed the rabbit on the middle shelf. Then she turned her head to see my reaction.  

First of all it's not an Easter bunny. In fact I think it's supposed to be a "doll" version of me. 

I didn't argue. I just turned and headed toward the dining room. It was time to work on my hay reports.

So the next day my roommate tried again.

I was walking to my "burrow" behind the couch and I almost stepped on this.

It was on the floor, on a piece of cardboard. Near the back wall.

Now I have to say this next part carefully. 

My roommate means well.

She's only trying to take my mind off Abigail.  I'm sure she tried to "flatter" me by drawing my portrait.

But all this fussing just makes me grumpy.

I don't even remember doing that.

All I know is when I woke from my nap, my mouth was fuzzy.

Came into the light and stepped right onto the paper. I couldn't believe my eyes.

I spent the rest of the day under the utility sink. So far my roommate hasn't said a word about you-know-what. 

And how was your week?

Sincerely,

Belinda

Spokesrabbit, Small Pet Select
Belinda@smallpetselect.com