Hello. It's Belinda.
A year ago this week I was "on the lam."
I didn't make it very far.
I hid out for about a week.
Called off work too. "The whole shebang."
If you're wondering why I was hiding, it's because I got shocking news. I didn't know how to react so I just bolted.
Even though I have a job I'm still a rabbit. People forget that.
Anyway a year ago my boss, Mr. Gordon, told me I was going to work at an ad agency. Came out of nowhere.
I somehow got the exercise pen open and ran over all the pee pads into Little Fang's sleeping box. It was too small and there were hay crumbs everywhere but I didn't care.
I felt so safe in there I didn't come out for a week.
You might wonder what happened with the ad agency job. Your guess is as good as mine.
I never mentioned it and neither did anyone else. Which is odd.
Now it's a year later and it's a good thing I don't need to hide. Because Little Fang spent the past few days shoving pee pads into her sleeping box.
I heard the "shushing" noises as she pushed them all across the floor of her pen. I just ignored it. I was working on my business goals.
Yesterday morning she pushed the final pad through the sleeping box door.
She was quiet for a minute. I could feel eyes on the back of my head.
"Look at my pen," she said.
I pretended I didn't hear.
I leaned closer to my papers. As if I saw something interesting.
I didn't have time for that. Meaning pee pad talk.
Then Little Fang was silent. She didn't say anything for a long time.
"Too long" if you know what I mean.
Finally I couldn't take it another minute. I turned toward her.
"Look at my pen," she said again.
Little Fang stays inside a double exercise pen. It's enormous in my opinion.
She stays in the pen because of her personal health issues. Plus I chase her.
Usually the floor of the pen is covered with at least 10 pee pads.
But the floor was bare.
"It's my New Year's resolution," said Little Fang.
"From now on, I'm going to be tidy."
I didn't know what to say.
Not to be rude but Little Fang's pen is usually a disaster. She can't help it.
My roommate sweeps it every day but come on. Rabbits know what I'm talking about.
I wanted to tell Little Fang that her resolution was too hard. It's good to be "ambitious" but not when it comes to the litterbox.
But then I remembered how she let me hide in her pen last year.
She didn't tell me to get out of her sleeping box. Even though I stayed inside for a week. She just acted like everything was fine.
Good luck with your resolution, I said.
I think you would do the same thing.
Spokesrabbit, Small Pet Select