Remember those days of beautiful weather that I mentioned earlier this week? So mild, so lovely. Well, they are gone. Bye, bye. Sayonara. Adios. Au revoir. Auf Wiedersehen. До свидания, even. We have snow, white fluffy snow. Personally, I feel that, if you are going to have snow, white fluffy is the best - yet, since I let spring fever envelop me, I really would have preferred not to see anymore snow again until mid-November.
This afternoon Scott and I took his bunny Chester outside to experience snow. In bunny years, Chester is as old as Moses, yet he hadn't experienced much beyond his cage until we "rescued" him last year. Having been an indoor pet all his life, the out of doors seems to be quite thrilling for him - of course, that is most likely a matter of personification, but it is our perception and we are sticking to it. Anyway, since this is our first snowfall since Chester joined us that I could feel fairly safe about letting him free to wander in an area of the yard, he seemed to enthusiastically embrace the white stuff. He scurried here and there, then turned around and did it again. Chester scampered and scurried, scurried and scampered. Usually, when Chester is involved in a mission he surveys the area, then pauses to wash his paws so as to ruminate upon the information obtained, then, after considering the pertinent facts, he delves further into the areas that need greater illumination. That wasn't the case today. It was all so new that he didn't have time to waste thinking, or grooming. It was a very good day for the bunny. Peace.
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