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Fun Photo Friday May 28

 Hello friends! I stayed up to the late, late hour of 10 PM last night, so I am too tired to write an intro. So without further ado...

What has Hazel been up to?

She wedged herself under my knee.


She really likes licking hands now.


She's such a cute sleepy; I don't even have something clever to say.


Hazel was doing some sort of workout when she noticed me watching.



I tried to get her to meow while I was on the phone, but she was too sleepy.


Up, up, and away to save the day!


What have Hazel's friends been up to?

Have you been thinking to yourself, "Wow, these pictures of Hazel are cute, but, like, there's got to be other cute animals out there."

Well, turns out you're right! Hazel's friends are also dang cute! Introducing... a new feature of FPF!

Let's look at today's spotlight- Juniper the rabbit! Juniper is an American immigrant (emigrant?) living in Sweden and also was inspired by my pile of bananas last week!


Note the boop of a nose.


In other news...

I made a vegan meatloaf! (Related: I took a terribly lit photo of a slice of meatloaf.)


Alex and I went to a restaurant called Cafe Lift!


Alex and I went to the zoo! At the zoo, even the stone elephants are wearing masks!


There was a very scruffy goose.


There were fancy chickens! It's hard to tell in the photo, but they were all wearing saddles.


We looked up and saw a red panda!


Not pictured: the absolute best part aka ten minutes of meerkats play-fighting. I am sorry, my dear readers, but I could not take my eyes off those meerkats, not even for one second, to pull out my phone. I'm sure you understand.




Well, that's it for this week! Enjoy the little things in life, like not having a firetruck crash into your house. (Yes, I did witness that.)



Comments

  1. Please inform Hazel I love her and that her two human roommates are my favorite of her many friends ❤

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  2. Is it bad that at the beginning of the fire truck video I fully accepted that that was gritty on the side of the building before realizing it was the front of the fire truck sticking out?

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