Bobbie

No you're not hallucinating. That is a rabbit. It's just hard to tell because he's pretty sedentary.

If you were to enter my apartment building, walk past the elevator and turn left, you would see Bobbie, the resident rabbit.

Or I have been told this is his name, and in the same breath, that the name connotates stupidity.

I look at this picture and think "one of these things is not like the others/ one of these things does not belong..." And I wonder, is it the ceramic parrot, the coat hangers, or the rabbit itself?

I know if I lived in a veritable Tupperware container in a triangle of glass between an elevator and an office, beneath a curious assortment of what do seem to be coat hangers, and my only companion was a ceramic parrot, I might be too perky myself.

This is the most enthused I have ever seen Bobbie. I think the flash startled him:




One of my projects this semester will be to cheer up Bobbie. And I may continue putting updates here about how Bobbie is doing from day to day.

Suggestions for cheering him up are welcome. So far I have just made an effort to stop and greet him and channel positive energy. Sometimes I also pet him if the office is open and I can get in.

If I were the owner I would at least TRY to deceive him into thinking he's in the country - some large leaves, pictures of fields... a bonsai... something! Even I had to get pictures of nature for my room, to remind myself of the country and I am not

a. a field animal
b. living isolated (with a parrot) in Tupperware.

Let's all take a moment to consider the well-being of those unnoticed around us who might need cheering up... they are there, just around the corner. Or around the elevator in this case...