Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Since he is a youngster, I am taking the time to handle him and it has led me to an interesting place. With my crowded schedule, full time job, and looming surgery, I was spending every morning and evening racing from one chore to the next, and trying to squeeze in every item on my to-do list that I could shoehorn into my limited at-home time. One of the things I decided to squeeze in, was to spend a couple of minutes taking the bunny out of his hutch and holding him. After the second morning, I found myself cuddling the little fat, warm fuzzball, leaning against the fence and watching the meanderings of the chickens. A couple of minutes turned into 5, which turned into 10. A few mornings ago, while I was stroking his lovely, soft fur and giving him a blow-by-blow description of the obviously loving relationship that has developed between Dottie and Alfie (censored to fit his young ears), I looked down and realized he was dozing in my arms. I also noticed that his under-fur was a beautiful blue-gray color. Little Blue. I realized it had been ages since I had taken the time to enjoy my chickens, ducks, sheep, llama, cats and dogs. I still have to fit a lot into my mornings, but I am enjoying my bit of down time with Blue, watching chicken television.