You all know my name is "Chance" because I got a second chance at a good life. By the time I started writing on this blog, I had spent a week at Dr. Jon's on IV fluids, had all kinds of antibiotics, and eaten lots of food so I could put on weight. I spent over a month living in a library office, and it was another month before I introduced myself to all of you.
I haven't shared any of those early pictures because I was pretty bad-looking. But those pictures are important, because they show how far I've come.
|I was really tired in this picture.|
|I used to do all of my eating while I was lying down.|
Now I spend most of my time sleeping on a towel in a chair. Or I find a nice sunbeam. Or a desk. Or a lap. Or paperwork. I can get up to most places by myself because I'm healthy and strong.
So if you come across an animal that looks pitiful or beyond help, maybe it isn't. Maybe the animal is just waiting for his second chance.
I mean, check me out now. I am an accomplished hunter:
. . .and relaxer:
|Give me treats for my tummy!|
Oh, and maybe I'll see another Bunny!