As i write this the thief is buried into my arm, licking my sleeve. Some of you may remember the flemish giant my boyfriend and I rescued earlier this year, Mrs. Brown. She is the most unfathomably sweet, wonderful rabbit i have ever met. She's recently started jumping up on the bed on her own again and has discovered that it's the best place to cuddle and take a nap. Im crying though, guys- oh my god, she's so sweet I have to show you guys How many bunnies would you trust with their face this close to essential cords? Help me, she is too good for me, i don't deserve her! I have to get up and be somewhere in half an hour but how can i move when she's so comfortably snuggled up with me?? How do I go on like this????