The universe, when given a choice (which is always what with it being the end-all be-all) brings us what we need rather than what we want.

trishelle
Originally uploaded by Oddmonster.

Some asshat left this rabbit in a brown paper bag outside the Franklin County Humane Society a couple weeks ago. We think she's about 5 years old, has never had her nails trimmed, has never eaten greens, and is at least a pound underweight. She's skinny, pretty and possibly pregnant, so we named her Trishelle (oh, look it up, people).



Neo thinks she's hawt.



She's currently curled up on her very own soft mat, trying minute amounts of parsley (left to her own devices she'd inhale entire fields of the stuff, but rabbit GI systems are fickle and tend to explode, so caution is the watchword of the litterbox), sucking down cups and cups of high-protein alfalfa pellets, trying to figure out what toys do, and ignoring Neo's curious sniffs through the bars of her pen.



Also: how did Franklin Humane get this number?