I Have Never Felt More Like A Parent
So I was insane and volunteered to rabbit-sit the first grade class pet, Fluffy (puer, not puella) over the winter break. He is currently in residence in our back bathroom, which is the most dog-safe place we could put him, while also allowing for the incessant nocturnal scratching that apparently happens. I will say right here that I have never been overly fond of bunnies, but you know, it's Christmas. And he is actually remarkably cute and soft and reasonably easy-going. I guess if you live in a classroom full of 6 and 7 year olds, you learn to chill out pretty quickly.
His cage was sort of semi-gnarly (after he kicked half of the contents over the backseat of my car on the drive home. Charming.), so I sucked it up and let him hop around the bathroom while I dealt with that, for the first time in my life. Fortunately he came with all his toiletries, plus latex gloves, so it wasn't really that disgusting, and I guess after I've coped with dog and kid excretions, bunny pellets aren't really so foul.
All our European friends have been making half-joking references to 'traditional Christmas dinner...' while surreptitiously fingering their butcher knives. So that's the biggest challenge - not the dogs, not the pellets, but keeping M. Fluffy from becoming Hassenpfeffer.
by at December 19, 2008 2:55 PM