I have many pets.
I have a rabbit, two goats, a bearded dragon lizard, several chickens, and a dog.
Yesterday I brought my rabbit - Midnight - into the house.
I gave him some yummy snacks (as you can see above), and he hopped around my bedroom for a few hours.
Then I put him on my bed and stroked his soft little bunny fur, and read a book to him. (Strange, I know. But he seems to like it)
Zelda had to get in her crate. She has never jumped at him, but I really don't trust that dog enough to let her run around the room with my rabbit.
Zelda wasn't real pleased.
Norbert got some yummy (?) collard greens and a few crickets to munch on. He also ran around my room for awhile.
Thunder. My newest baby. Sat on my bed in the "chicken bag" a really neat little knitted(?) bag that I got from my aunt.
I have carried all my baby chickens around in it. I even brought one of my baby roosters (Snowy) into Walmart, in the chicken bag.
Yes.
I know.
Call me crazy.
