went to an appointment this morning and there was a very eclectic lady there. dressed very fashionably with a designer sling type scarf around her neck. Anyway, every now and again the scarf would move of its own accord and I clued in that she must have some kind of creature in the scarf. And, sure enough, at the end of the appointment she opened the scarf up and asked did I want to hold her "therapy bunny rabbit"? Politely declined. Last time I held a "bunny" it almost bit my finger off. Just kept getting a visual of bunny "poop" in that beautiful designer scarf. Apparently, she gets up in the morning and puts a scarf on, loads bunny in, and heads off for her day. Bunny goes to the market, Nordstroms, the dentist.  |
