I want a bunny very badly. We almost got one last week "for the kids." Then hubby reminded me that I'm in the middle of this thing called *writing a book* and might not have time to care for a bunny. So no baby bun bun for now.
I don't know who's more upset - my daughter or myself. Cest la vie.
This story dates back to the last millennium. In those days strange instruments, like typewriters, were used for writing.
I had found a pair of baby marsh rabbits near their dead mother. I took them home and started on their story.
They were damn tough editors, though. Maybe it was my writing in those days. Some days they tried to eat the pages, on others they used them like an outhouse.
Oh, man, BUNNY, I can't tell you how glad I am you helped write this book! I just turned the phone up side down to read the title and also clicked on the link.
When this is out, and if I see it pop up on Twitter, I will retweet this. I have had OCD for 31 years, my parents asked me to leave their house at 18 (I was still at school!!), made me return at 30 and then FORCED me out the following year again, cause my damn father still had no idea about mental health but only his own jealousy.
I honestly do not know how I have survived all this! It is TOUCHING me when I see this title, so, Bunny, tell your owner a huge "Well done!". I have quite a few followers on Twitter who also have mental health problems, I hope they'll also retweet my retweet :).
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What a little cutie!! Such a studious little guy too ;)
Thing 2 just got another rescue bun. He's 13+ pounds of Flemish Giant. She just loves him. So do her cats...
Soooo cute!
I want a bunny very badly. We almost got one last week "for the kids." Then hubby reminded me that I'm in the middle of this thing called *writing a book* and might not have time to care for a bunny. So no baby bun bun for now.
I don't know who's more upset - my daughter or myself. Cest la vie.
This story dates back to the last millennium. In those days strange instruments, like typewriters, were used for writing.
I had found a pair of baby marsh rabbits near their dead mother. I took them home and started on their story.
They were damn tough editors, though. Maybe it was my writing in those days. Some days they tried to eat the pages, on others they used them like an outhouse.
Aw, I like seeing all these author fur babies. Does Author Bunny have a name? or at least a nom de plume?
Oh, man, BUNNY, I can't tell you how glad I am you helped write this book! I just turned the phone up side down to read the title and also clicked on the link.
When this is out, and if I see it pop up on Twitter, I will retweet this. I have had OCD for 31 years, my parents asked me to leave their house at 18 (I was still at school!!), made me return at 30 and then FORCED me out the following year again, cause my damn father still had no idea about mental health but only his own jealousy.
I honestly do not know how I have survived all this! It is TOUCHING me when I see this title, so, Bunny, tell your owner a huge "Well done!". I have quite a few followers on Twitter who also have mental health problems, I hope they'll also retweet my retweet :).
Love this bunny! Reminds me of Marlon Bundo (see John Oliver's children's book).
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