Indiana Jones and the Pycho Lady
I got home from work last night and found Indy outside my door in his full Indiana Jones gear. He had was sitting with his back against the wall and he had his hat pulled over his eyes. I couldn’t help but laugh when I saw him like that because he looked exactly like the real Indiana Jones when he would nap. As I got closer, I noticed his hat was moving. Once I saw that, I literally ran down the rest of the hall to find out what it was. I reached Indy (who was laughing) and started poking at him until he showed me what he was hiding.
What was in his hat?
A bunny. A tiny baby bunny that fit in the his hand. He told me that he had found it when he got off work and walked through the garden of the Disney Hotel after eating something in Downtown Disney. He put it in his hat and carried it around the garden but couldn’t find any other bunnies. On the way home, he stopped by a friend’s house who was a studying to be a vet and asked him about the bunny. He said it was male cottontail rabbit that was about two and a half weeks old.
It was the cutest thing I had ever seen. We took the baby bunny inside sat with it on the floor. I don’t have a camera right now or else I would’ve taken a picture of him when he sat because he sat in the cutest way ever. Just to give you an idea, this is exactly what he looked like (only he wasn’t a cartoon). And for those of you that don’t know who that is (shame on you), it is Thumper from the Disney movie Bambi.
I decided to call him Thumper. It seemed appropriate because he was a tiny gray bunny with a white fluffy tail and a white chest that was found hopping around Disney.
We watched Thumper for a while as he hopped around and explored (he seemed pretty active for a two and a half year old if you ask me). We put him in a giant empty cardboard box (it was way too big for such a little guy) with one of my old shirts, some lettuce, and a little bowl of water. We were going to have to go shopping for some bunny supplies in the morning because nothing was open that late. I went to bed and Indy offered to stay over and keep an eye on Thumper during the night just in case he needed something (I think it might’ve just been an excuse for him not to leave).
When I woke up this morning, Thumper was happily hopping around and Indy had coffee ready for me. After I made breakfast, Indy decided he should probably go upstairs to his apartment so he could get ready and go bunny supply shopping before he had to work. When Indy opened the door, Thumper followed him out. I went into the hallway to receive him since Indy had already picked him up, and then I saw something that made my heart sink.
The Psycho Lady from two door down was also in the hallway and she had an evil smirk on her face. I knew exactly what she was going to do. She quickly pulled out her phone, took a picture of Thumper, and got on the phone with management before I had a chance to hide him. “There’s a strict No Pets Allowed Policy here in the building and you can’t keep that thing here.” I wanted to slap her.
Indy went up to her, grabbed her phone, and hung it up. She was mad and started yelling at him. Indy asked her what her big problem was with a baby bunny rabbit and why she was being such a bitch about it. Indy had called her a bitch. Ah, my hero.
They argued for a few minutes and I stood there watching with Thumper in my hands. At one point I wanted to laugh because Indy was still in his Indiana Jones gear from the night before and I could hear the theme song playing in my head. They kept arguing and then someone from management came. The guy told me that as cute as the bunny was, I couldn’t keep Thumper. I was told to hand over Thumper because he was going to keep him at the front desk while I called someone to pick him up an take him to a new home.
The man took Thumper away and I was left standing in the hallway with Indy and the Psycho Lady. After arguing with her for a few more minutes and calling the Psycho Lady a demented menopausal psycho bitch who had nothing better to do but ruin everyone else’s happiness, Indy took me inside and helped me prepare a little box for Thumper. I called a friend and told her to pick up Thumper and give him to her little sister as a birthday present from me.
We went down to the lobby and waited with Thumper until my friend came. Five minutes before she arrived, the Psycho Lady came down to make sure I was giving Thumper away. To make matters worse, she came up to Thumper and did something atrocious. She pet him and smiled evilly. “It’s soft. Reminds me of a coat I have.” What an evil bitch. Indy got up again and started arguing with her and made me laugh with some of the things he said to her.
My friend came, and I said good-bye to Thumper. I can’t believe they made me give Thumper away… But I am glad Indy called the Psycho Lady a bitch.
What was in his hat?
A bunny. A tiny baby bunny that fit in the his hand. He told me that he had found it when he got off work and walked through the garden of the Disney Hotel after eating something in Downtown Disney. He put it in his hat and carried it around the garden but couldn’t find any other bunnies. On the way home, he stopped by a friend’s house who was a studying to be a vet and asked him about the bunny. He said it was male cottontail rabbit that was about two and a half weeks old.
It was the cutest thing I had ever seen. We took the baby bunny inside sat with it on the floor. I don’t have a camera right now or else I would’ve taken a picture of him when he sat because he sat in the cutest way ever. Just to give you an idea, this is exactly what he looked like (only he wasn’t a cartoon). And for those of you that don’t know who that is (shame on you), it is Thumper from the Disney movie Bambi.
I decided to call him Thumper. It seemed appropriate because he was a tiny gray bunny with a white fluffy tail and a white chest that was found hopping around Disney.We watched Thumper for a while as he hopped around and explored (he seemed pretty active for a two and a half year old if you ask me). We put him in a giant empty cardboard box (it was way too big for such a little guy) with one of my old shirts, some lettuce, and a little bowl of water. We were going to have to go shopping for some bunny supplies in the morning because nothing was open that late. I went to bed and Indy offered to stay over and keep an eye on Thumper during the night just in case he needed something (I think it might’ve just been an excuse for him not to leave).
When I woke up this morning, Thumper was happily hopping around and Indy had coffee ready for me. After I made breakfast, Indy decided he should probably go upstairs to his apartment so he could get ready and go bunny supply shopping before he had to work. When Indy opened the door, Thumper followed him out. I went into the hallway to receive him since Indy had already picked him up, and then I saw something that made my heart sink.
The Psycho Lady from two door down was also in the hallway and she had an evil smirk on her face. I knew exactly what she was going to do. She quickly pulled out her phone, took a picture of Thumper, and got on the phone with management before I had a chance to hide him. “There’s a strict No Pets Allowed Policy here in the building and you can’t keep that thing here.” I wanted to slap her.
Indy went up to her, grabbed her phone, and hung it up. She was mad and started yelling at him. Indy asked her what her big problem was with a baby bunny rabbit and why she was being such a bitch about it. Indy had called her a bitch. Ah, my hero.
They argued for a few minutes and I stood there watching with Thumper in my hands. At one point I wanted to laugh because Indy was still in his Indiana Jones gear from the night before and I could hear the theme song playing in my head. They kept arguing and then someone from management came. The guy told me that as cute as the bunny was, I couldn’t keep Thumper. I was told to hand over Thumper because he was going to keep him at the front desk while I called someone to pick him up an take him to a new home.
The man took Thumper away and I was left standing in the hallway with Indy and the Psycho Lady. After arguing with her for a few more minutes and calling the Psycho Lady a demented menopausal psycho bitch who had nothing better to do but ruin everyone else’s happiness, Indy took me inside and helped me prepare a little box for Thumper. I called a friend and told her to pick up Thumper and give him to her little sister as a birthday present from me.
We went down to the lobby and waited with Thumper until my friend came. Five minutes before she arrived, the Psycho Lady came down to make sure I was giving Thumper away. To make matters worse, she came up to Thumper and did something atrocious. She pet him and smiled evilly. “It’s soft. Reminds me of a coat I have.” What an evil bitch. Indy got up again and started arguing with her and made me laugh with some of the things he said to her.
My friend came, and I said good-bye to Thumper. I can’t believe they made me give Thumper away… But I am glad Indy called the Psycho Lady a bitch.
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As an animal lover I'd like to slap the "Psycho-bitch" myself! Perhaps somebody should haul the Psycho-bitch away!
