Just kind of all the time. Everywhere. Around my work building, around my house… on the side of the road. In random places. I’ve even seen them parked… or at the very least saving a parking spot for someone else.
Apparently wild rabbits are a thing around here, and I guess they’re out in force this season. I never really associated rabbits with fall, but maybe I’m just a product of our culture – shoving rabbits at everyone in spring and insisting they lay eggs. The rabbits I mean. I’m not sure I’ve ever had someone shove a rabbit in my face and insist *I* lay an egg, but I guess it wouldn’t surprise me.
And sometimes, if my day is just going too well or something, they’ll look like this. And it just breaks my fucking heart.
If you’re a masochist or horribly curious and you clicked on that link because it didn’t occur to you that I didn’t post a picture for a reason, here:
I hope this helps.
But the thing is, if I’m being completely honest, I’m kind of afraid to ask if anyone else sees them too….
Don't worry, you can share me. I come in six-packs:
I know, I know. I already posted today. What a ham. But really this happened on the 17th, and this place wasn’t real yet. So bear with me.
Things that happened in my head today. Er… two days ago:
PINCH THE FROG! Whoa, poor frog. It’s like I’ve been stabbed in the gut. Or
kicked and stomped and then stabbed. It’s rather uncomfortable. It’s not
the frog’s fault though.
First Google image hit for “Pinch the Frog” (source)
Where are you, Chekhov? Engage the thrusters.
It’s like working in a zoo, but I failed the test. I do not have a
zookeepers license or credentials… and this damn monkey just Wont. Stop.
Laughing. I hate monkeys.
This guy has a silly snork too. what’s a silly snork?
But, I haven’t seen your crocodile.
Oh god, my head. I think I’m dying. Well, you are, technically. Slowly. But
why not painlessly? I probably wouldn’t want it to be painless. I’d want to
know it was coming.
Because October is not November, nor is it September. Ever. Well, unless you
really wanted it to be. But we’d all have to agree.