
First off this is just a picture of one of the cute bunnies that run around the apartments. And Kayleigh you were not hallucinating, we are sorry for doubting you, it appears that cotton tail bunnies do climb trees and very well could have been on the carport roof. Also Katrena calls these adorable bunnies, cocktail bunnies, I don't know why, but Brent and I had a good chuckle about it. We asked her if they went with cocktail shrimp...

And next, yes this would be another bird in my apartment, this one to terrified to find its way out. So on Wed night I was cooking dinner, once again with my door open, I know, I know, I'm done, I promise, Katrena was playing in her room with Mikayla, Brent was resting on the bed and my friend Stephanie was in the living room with me, when all of a sudden a bird comes flying in the door, over my clean dishes and lands right by my sink, behind the drying rack. Stephanie and I were so shocked we didn't know what to do. I slowly walked over thinking the bird must be dead because it hit the wall, as I moved my scrubby holder to get a better look the bird flies up and over my dinner and lands beside my toaster and cabinet, startling me half to death, the girls come running out to see what is going on and the bird flies back over my dinner into the kitchen sink. As we all peer into the kitchen sink the bird takes off flying once again straight to my window, and lands on my thankfully closed blinds. The bedroom doors have all been closed to avoid flying into a ceiling fan, and the fan in the living room has been turned off, the food has been covered and we have come to the conclusion that this must be some poor baby bird just learning to fly and is terrified half to death. The girls are screaming, my friend is covering her face with a pillow and I am laughing and just thinking how the heck am I ever going to get this bird out of my house. As I start walking to the window the bird flies into the hall running into the door bell and then makes its way to the end of the hall where the bird decides to hide terrified behind Brent's guitar amp and stand. I can't move the stand and have absolutely no Idea what to do, so I awaken Brent who looks at me like I am crazy. Brent grabs his hat, after I take a picture of course, and tries to coax the bird out, finally off it flies, right under the fridge. By this time I don't know whether to laugh or scream, but the fridge is directly lined up with front door, so one more nudge of the hat and off our little sparrow went right out the front door...
Don't you all wish you lived in our animal park?
