elliebretonLiELFHa! This shocking revelation still has me trembling, although I've come to realise that I should take it as a good sign. See, I only picked designs that seemed practical for nurseries. Fine, perhaps some of the stuff was pink and pluffy - at least it looked comfortable!! The babies would thank me later.
Practical, tactical- that's how I like to think, however (dear "buzzfeed") this does in no way mean I should be entrusted with the actual care of a small human. Oh, it'll survive, it'll survive alright...let's leave it at that. 😅
LiELF wrote:I once dropped a puppy because I expected it to know how to land on its feet. Oh, he's fine, but he did yelp it out in a dramatic fright first. 😬
😆 You should be forgiven, what if it had been a cat disguised as a puppy? These days it's so hard to tell, you couldn't have known! Even so...puppies should know better. I'm glad he's fine!
Something similar happened to me once with my niece's rabbit- also entirely its own fault:
So there it was happily hopping around the garden one summer evening, and since it was getting late Wee Bunners had to be put back into its hutch for the night. Being the kind hearted animal lover I am I decided to help out, so I tramped across the lawn towards the rabbit, lifted it off the grass, moved it towards my face - which I believe might have been quite hairy at the time- and pressed the fluffy fellow gently against my shoulder. Let me say this: I'll never forget that evening. This was the day I learned that rabbits can scream. Not squeak. SCREAM. Imagine a rollercoaster full of screaming people and one screaming rabbit: the rabbit's scream would be the most deafening.
The floppy thing in my arms started to wriggle so desperately and screamed so uncomfortably loud that I had no choice but to immediately let it go. It fell from a great height, that poor, small, but very noisy rabbit. Thank God it survived. We were both traumatized ofcourse, although I'd agree with folks who'd argue that the rabbit must've suffered a much greater deal than I had.
Sure, maybe I could have expressed a little more clearly that I wasn't going to devour it before I picked it up, still, all that drama coming out of that rabbit was entirely unnecessary.
Anyway, what's done is done. All turned out ok in the end. I'd just urge people to handle bunnies with care, in case you happen to come across one. Just for your own sake, really.
