Ok, I warned you. We spent the last few days in upstate NY visiting Mr. Z's family one last time before he moves far far away (to Lubbock, TX). While there, we met with several of the wedding vendors and did other useful, productive things. When not doing productive things, I spent the rest of the visit doing what I always do while there... oogling my future-mother-in-laws bunnies and pestering Mr. Z to get me one of my own.
That's right, Mr. Z's mom raises rabbits. And not just any old boring rabbits, angora rabbits. Super fluffy, incredibly soft, cuddle-inducing bunnies. You don't believe me?? check 'em out.
you can't honestly tell me you don't want to squeeze it.
If you are a knitter, you've probably fondled skeins of angora in the yarn shop, or better yet knit with it. (I'm too poor at the moment to buy angora, but I'm definitely guilty of yarn shop fondling). Or maybe you own an angora sweater, and you know how incredibly soft it is against your skin. Well before it makes it to a sweater, or even a ball of yarn, it looks like this.
Or these.
Did you know that rabbits cool themselves with their ears? If its too hot when they are little, their ears grow too big and flop over. This next little guy can't be a show rabbit because angoras have to have "uppy-ears" (that's the *ahem* technical term I just made up) and he has one floppy one. Mr. Z informs me that Lops, which are supposed to have floppy ears, sometimes have uppy-ears so they tape quarters to them to make them drop. that's your fun fact of the day. don't tell PETA.
Ok, Mr. Z has informed me that since the ear isn't all the way down, he might be able to show. This is me having a conversation with Mr. Cottontail here about not using his little bunny talons to try to climb my torso. I tried to smuggle him home in my shirt but Mr. Z caught me.
this is a giant angora. he has funny ear tassels. and creepy red eyes.
and just in case you weren't choking on the cuteness, I saved the best for last.
if you did not say aww, you have no soul.
