Thankful for the fuzzy woodland creature who resides in my living room.
<< This guy. His name is Ozymandias and he is awesome.
He came hopping into our lives about four years ago. We were only supposed to be bunnysitting
until we found him a forever home, but once he poked that little nose out of the carrier we were like yeah, no, he lives here now.
He’s a badass little bunny who shows no fear, kicks the vaccuum cleaner when it makes too much noise, and jumps on my chest when I fall asleep for too long in the living room.
He’s a painkiller and a mood stabilizer. He keeps me company when I am working, and wiggles his nose in response when I need to talk something out. He’s just the right amount of interactive, and as low maintenance as a gal could want in a fuzzy pal.
And for this adorable little face, I am thankful.
On my best days. On my worst days. I am thankful for that wiggly nose.
And now for no particular reason, here are four more photos of my little Ozziepants: