Saturday Morning

Saturdays are my one day of the week where I have the day to myself. I don't have to get up at five a.m. to go to work and Kris goes in around seven while I sleep in and enjoy kitten snuggles. This morning I got up around seven with Kris and went out to feed the animals, and the first thing I was greeted with was Hannibal doing happy binkies outside my door. Sure it was mainly because it was breakfast time and he knew it, but nothing makes me happier than seeing his furry butt racing around like a crack fiend.

On the other side of the barrier, Teddy V. waited patiently and sweetly for breakfast next to his bowl. His sweet little face looking up at me expectantly. He's a heart breaker with those big brown eyes and that gray butterfly on his nose.

I didn't start this blog for any real reason, I didn't intend it to be a rabbit blog. I just like journaling, regardless of whether anyone reads it or not, I enjoy doing it. But, a rabbit blog it is becoming since the majority of my time is spent with my bunnies or at the rescue with all 162 of those bunnies.

So I accept that I am a rabbit blogger, that I have no life outside of my pets. my daily routine is work at five a.m home by two p.m. clean up mess rabbits have made during the day, check cat, rabbit, and snake water bowls, clean all three bunny litter boxes and cat litter, check snake tank temp, watch Barneby Betta Fish dance and play with him with a mirror, cuddle kitten, lay on floor with Hannibal, drag both buns into bathtub for bonding work (not coming along well, but that's a different post) then make dinner with Kris and spend the rest of the night clicker training buns and watching dumb cartoons.

I am a pet addict I think.
Man I am the coolest twenty two year old I know! *sarcasm*
Whatever, I am awesome.