Hello. It's Belinda.
I have a nice update about my friend Jester. That's the only nice thing about today's blog if you want to know the truth.
A few weeks ago, Jester hurt his leg while he was playing "in the garden." That's what they call it in the UK.
He went to the vet and now he's a "tri-pod."
He's also a total boss in my opinion.
Just look at him.
You might be wondering about that striped top. That's Jester's medical shirt. He has to wear it so he doesn't mess with his stitches.
I'm not a fan of clothes but even in stripes Jester doesn't look silly. He looks like the king of the living room.
His recovery is going well. "Way to go, Jester."
Now we start the part of the blog that isn't so nice.
I asked my roommate to help me put that photo of Jester into this gizmo. Sometimes I need help with "tech."
That's all I needed her to do. Her shoulder is still "out" so she can't help me much with computer work.
For some reason she ended up copying photos of me in here too. And I don't know how to delete them.
"They're fun photos, Belinda. It's OK to goof around every now and then."
Well she can goof around in her own blog. I'm trying to write a professional document.
Anyway, I'm sorry about the photos below. You can stop reading now if you want.
This is a photo of me nodding off while I wait for my dinner salad. I don't know why someone would take a picture of me looking like this. I didn't have time to groom.
How do you pose for photographs? I never know what to do with my feet. It feels wrong to mention that when I think about poor Jester.
Anyway this photo shouldn't be in my blog.
I'm smooshing my towels. At least that's what I was trying to do when all of a sudden there's a camera in my face.
This has nothing to do with being a spokesrabbit. I hope the big boss doesn't see me looking like this.
Next week I won't ask my roommate to help me with photos. "Lesson learned."
Spokesrabbit, Small Pet Select