I’m not an animal person but for my daughter’s 11th birthday back in April I broke down and we got her a bunny. His life is pretty boring – mostly in a cage, eats, poops, eats, poops, poops, poops and for fun, poops some more.
When he’s bored of eating hay or decides he’s ready for some attention, he starts banging on the cage – like a crazy mad bunny!
When I’m alone I try to ignore it as long as possible but eventually cave and let him out.
As soon as the cage door opens he jumps out, runs in circles hoping to get a treat, then runs around the rug and back towards his cage.
There are no barricades set up to prevent him from venturing out to the rest of the apartment. Believe me when I say I DON’T WANT him venturing out past the confines of the rug but I find it really interesting how he limits himself.
I wonder…
can he even see past the rug?
doesn’t he realize there’s a whole world to explore just past the edge of that rug?
doesn’t he realize how much his life could change if he just took that first step?
why is he limiting himself?
what is he so afraid of – it’s right there for the taking!!!
why isn’t he testing the limits? The only thing that could happen is that we say no and put him back on the rug.
TAKE THE CHANCE BUNNY!!! You never know unless you try!
Where in your life are you NOT testing the limits?
Aw, bun bun, sooo cute!