I think it's about time i brought up Truffle. Now Truffle will come up, no doubt, for a variety of reasons; chewing on my shoes, leaving fluff on my clothes, being a great houserabbit but a terrible room mate (for aforementioned reasons.)
As previously mentioned i adore Nashy's rabbit Fluffy, and was so jealous when she got him as i had been banging on to anyone that would listen how badly i wanted one. i always knew that i wanted a house rabbit too, so in February 2010, when my last ever bursary from university went in and just weeks from my 21st, i dragged my best friend, housemate and partner in crime to Pets At Home to purchase this guy;
this is my gorgeous, loveable rogue of a bunny, Truffle.
I'm not the only one obsessed with rabbits. Said partner in crime has also got two beatiful little lop eared bunnies, cleverly called Frankie & Benny, and another friend started with her own little trouble maker called Tulip, and then got Tulip an adorable little friend called Daisy.
I'm not the only one obsessed with rabbits. Said partner in crime has also got two beatiful little lop eared bunnies, cleverly called Frankie & Benny, and another friend started with her own little trouble maker called Tulip, and then got Tulip an adorable little friend called Daisy.
following this, Barry M got in on the act and started featuring cute little rabbits hanging out in bedrooms in their adverts.
Florence even loves them!
i think there's something about having a pet rabbit that appeals to every girl. they're just so cute and fluffy, and you always remember that horrible girl in school that was a mean bully and never even LIKED her rabbit was allowed one and you weren't. or maybe that was just me.
but still, i have yet to come across someone who has met Truffle and disliked him. He has this amazing personality, and he's so chilled out and friendly. to be honest, i think Truffle has made a lot of people like ME alot more.
case in hand; truffle went to stay with the boyf last year when i scarpered off to Leeds Festival, and when i got back and Truffle came home, i was regaled with stories about how wonderful he was, how the boyf's parents loved him and how he, and as a result, me, are welcome at their home any time. excellent, good work Truf.
So whilst he drives me insane when he nibbles on my straightners' wire (needed for my fringe) and leaves fur all over my beautiful flat (a hassle to clean up), i genuinely couldn't imagine being without him, and i don't know how i did for the first 20 years of my life.
Truffle = (L)
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