So, I learned something today.
Today, while visiting the Noah, I learned that I am allergic to rabbits.
I knew I had problems with angora. My mother gave me a gorgeous angora sweater when I was younger. I wore it for approximately twelve seconds before I broke out in horrible hives. Unfortunately, I had no other shirt to wear, and it was around the time it would have been …inappropriate for me to continue on in grade five social studies shirtless.
But I didn’t know I had problems with other rabbits.
Apparently, I do. While having a long overdue and much enjoyed visit with Noah and his Goddess, I started suffering from hives on my arms and torso. Then I started sneezing violently. Then, and this was the worst of all, my eyes. Oh GOD, my EYES!!! (the goggles; they do NOTHING!)
To my cat-allergy suffering friends, I am so sorry. I’m not going to cat-sack the fuzzy ones, but I sympathize. I also understand that next time I go to visit Noah and his Goddess, I will dose myself to the proverbial nards in antihistamines (because I won’t forego being able to hang out at their delicious new home). I will make sure I have a vast and varied selection of allergy treatments available for my friends.