Meet Nigel's former roommate.
Yes Mr. Ghost, rly. That would be Thumper. We did not choose the name - Thumper came to us as a rescue, answered to the name Thumper, and was about to be put down. We expected that we would rehome the rabbit. We were wrong. Nobody wanted a rabbit, so we shared a home for five years before he crossed the bridge at the age of seven or so. Nigel was there for most of it. The rabbit stayed in the living room. And was a kind, happy soul.
Never once did Nigel show any interest in pursuit. Thumper would lie around like a dog, in close proximity to the food bowls.
Yes really. I guess this explains why Nigel was retired so early. The dog has the motivation of a cinder block.
And oh really, these fine folks have tagged us us recently:
Stella's Mom called us lovely.
She obviously has not read the archives here, and we are thankful for that, and for her finding us worthy.
In a twist of irony Heather offered us the same award. Truthfully, her blog is more lovely, but we are honored just the same!
See you tomorrow for Wordless Wednesday, and one last warning.