The Christmas Miracle, and my new man
But before we went to Tesco last night, I fell in love.
He's black, with beautiful big brown eyes, and he's very laid back. He also has big feet and floppy ears... I was in the pet shop buying cat food and a Christmas present for the cats - Fiance was late meeting me so, very unwisely, I was then left to wander around the pet shop myself, where I was chatted up by a rabbit.
I had already bought the stuff I went in for and Fiance was still on his way, so I was standing watching the guinea pigs and rabbits in their run. This little black rabbit with the floppy ears was running around the cage, munching on hay and jumping on the other rabbits, but every so often he would stand up on his hind legs and peer at me, twitching his little nose. He did this about four or five times, and by the fifth I had fallen in love with him. He then fell asleep on his back with his legs in the air. It was at this point that I decided he would fit right in in my house, and that I was taking him home.
Unfortunately, Fiance turned up just as I was about to ask the assistant to box Peter up (yes I'd already named him), and put his foot down. So poor little Peter is still in the pet shop, where he will stay, over Christmas, unless I can persuade Fiance to let me have him.
I'm not holding out much hope; my Fiance has a Heart Of Stone when it comes to my rash impulses. This isn't always a bad thing as I do tend to get ideas in my head (especially when it comes to fluffy animals) but still, I hope he reads this and feels terribly guilty.
Poor little Peter.