Assignment 6

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Dear furry friends,

Life among giants means confusing emotional masks.

Jils brought me to the animal clinic today for a check up. It was fun because I got to meet other animals. We were talking to each other. Our humans didn’t hear us.

One of the most memorable animals I met was Rose, a ginger tabby cat. She was old and gentle, and very very sick. She was in a lot of pain. I was so scared and sad for her, but she told me not to be, because she was going to be freed soon – the doctors were going to end the pain for her forever. I don’t know what that means, but I am worried for her. Her humans were this old couple. Jils made friends with them and they talked about Rose. The old couple looked really sad, their eyes were red like Jils when she cries. But the strange thing was…they were trying to smile. They kept rubbing their eyes. Why? They were clearly sad because Rose was sick, but they kept trying to hide their emotions. Why? Continue reading

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Assignment 5

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Dear furry friends,

Life Among Giants means the hustling and bustling of busy life.

My humans are always running around. Not in the way that we bunnies do. We run around for fun and pleasure (unless we’re getting chased by predators, then we run for our lives. Literally). But Jils (my human) and her family are always running around frantically. Even when they come home at night, they’re never truly relaxed. They are always typing away on their gadgets, or talking about their work or school life. Man, what a human life. I am glad I’m a pet bunny and I get to lounge around, snacking on hay all day everyday. But here’s my version of Jil’s typical day: Continue reading