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Friday, April 3, 2020

Gizmo


Go, swim in my moat, hoomin. Don't let the crocodiles bite!

- Thank you, Tammy!

Thursday, April 2, 2020

Dougie and Penny


Hey! Hoomin! We'll trade ya a mask for a nanner.
Yeah, what'cha want? We got werewolf, dracula, beelzebub, easter bunny; take your pick, hoomin.


- Thank you, Audrey!

Wednesday, April 1, 2020

Gretchen, Jessie, and Sunset

We should tell 'em we like them. 
Yeah, or that we like their cooking!

- Thank you, Brambley Hedge Rabbit Rescue and Erika!

PS: A little bit about Gretchen, Jessie and Sunset,


BORN: 2014
WEIGHT: 4lbs
BREED: Mini Rex
COLOR: Brown / White
GENDER: Jessie (spayed female), Sunset (neutered male), Gretchen (spayed female)
LITTER BOX HABITS: Needs some work
NOTES: Jessie, Sunset and Gretchen are three happy, gregarious and social bunnies who love pretty much everything! They love people, they love food, they love their hay, they love their toys, they love their playtime, they love each other…they are just FILLED with nothing but love.
BHRR: http://bhrabbitrescue.org

The BHRR fundraiser is still going and is over the 3K mark.

Fundraiser: https://www.gofundme.com/brambleyhedgerabbitrescue

Tuesday, March 31, 2020

Remy and Pandora


If you won't stay in your room, hoomin, I'll lock you up in the basement!

Yeah, sorry, we'll have to!


- Thank you, Mel!

Monday, March 30, 2020

Snø


That's great, hoomin. I'll like it more after a few carrotinis!

- Thank you, Stefanie!

Sunday, March 29, 2020

The Bunday Evening Thumps

Espresso as "Mr. Spressos"
  

Espresso Noir


Good Evening, Everybun!

Mr. Spressos sat at one end of the bench and Agent Hoomin slouched at the other.
“It’s only six feet if you stretch time and space, Agent Hoomin,” said Mr. Spressos without as much as glancing at the hoomin.
“So what do you know about “it”?” Mr. Hoomin asked impatiently.
“What “it”, Mr. Hoomin? The hurricane with no wind? The flood with no water? The Arctic without ice? Nothing that would help you, Mr. Hoomin,” said Mr. Spressos.

The hoomin watched the steam rise straight up from Mr. Spressos’ breath. After a long silence Mr. Spressos turned slightly toward the hoomin. “Don’t believe the things you hear about the wreckage from The Disapprovers. As a dark matter of fact, that was completely contained,” said Mr. Spressos with reproach and added, “Mistakes were made and the offenders perished; that was unavoidable, a small price to pay for certain insights.”
The hoomin sat up straight and shrieked, “What things?”
“Ahhhh, Mr. Hoomin, you keep trying to get closer. Well, we better get back to this “social distancing” stuff, don’t you agree?” smirked Mr. Espressos as he got up, pulled his overcoat tighter, and slowly hopped off into the cold of night.

Good luck and good night,
- Espresso

Saturday, March 28, 2020

Espresso, Charlie, and Gus Update

Gus,"Six feet, hoomin! Oh, treats? Never mind then!"

Espresso, as Mr. Spressos after reading a headline too far.

Greetings, Everybun!

These days, both hoomins here work from home. So far, both are respectful of bun another and blink very quietly. And it's nice to get treats and headrubs in the middle of the day! Yeah, I'll get up from my nap for that!

The hoomins don't go out anymore, though, except for the bare necessities. One goes running and walking - that's still allowed. He says the streets are pretty empty, and any people that are out are very courteous.

Going to get the bunn greens and groceries (in that order!) is nerve-wracking. Every outing feels apocalyptic. No matter how careful bun plans the EBA, it feels like bun is playing the odds. Thump!

The good news is, the cawwot starters are growing nicely. Here's a pic of one, and there are three more. This one should be very to go into the dirt tomorrow or the day after that.

We'll keep you posted,  
- Gus

The cawwot starter.