Ollie

If you're coming back, pick up more greens and nanners. And raspberrini mixers!

- Thank you Audrey!



PS: Ollie lived to be 11.5 years old and was very expressive.

Mr. Bun update ...

Hello Everybunny! Knock on my cardboard bundo (with one side of it mostly de-bunstructed!), I've not been to the vet. Another week went by and I didn't have to see the vet!

We have a bit of a routine going, slow and steady does it. I do sprint for treats and fresh greens though. Like a madbun! Hoomin will check up on me in the middle of the night, bring fresh stuff, offer a treat. But I like sprinting for the Oxbow digestives (Vit C, Digestive Support and Papaya).

Hoomin's keeping an eye on all my parts that can hide moisture though. The funny thing is that, when fur grows back, it also holds moisture :-( So it's a game of constant vigilance; looking for spots that want to flare up.

But together, we're holding it together ;-)

- Mr. Bun

The Disapprovers - climbing back...

Time was starting to work against us now. We had to climb our way back up to our room before the first hoomin got up. Suzy decided Molly should go first and pull a line that we could use for security. I took her pack so she could stay well ahead of us.

She did and tied the rope to a sofa leg on the first floor. Thank goodness! Half way up to that floor my legs insinuated their objections to my being a brave bun that volunteered to carry the extra rig. I started working the steps very methodically, making serious use of the rope, one slow, tedious hop at a time. Suzy started doing the same.

We had to take a breather on the first floor. While we rested Molly raced up again and tied the rope to a bookcase.

I took out some hay biscuits and shared them with Suz. We nomed in silence, glad to be still. Our legs burning and shaking from recent exertion.
In the far distance we heard the first transport plane departing from nearby aerobunndrome, 10 miles to the north east. Its high pitch grew louder and closer as it climbed out on instrument departure, its path crossing over our house.   An  Embraer EMB-120 Bunnsilia. These days they fly mostly cargo as passenger traffic goes more and more to regional jets.

Hmmmm, what's he point you ask? If this plane didn't wake up our hoomins, the next one could. This is the beginning of the morning rush hour at the airport.  One after that definitely will. Brake was over and I sure hoped I had enough left in me to make to the top without a slip or a tumble.

Now my paws really feelt my pain. How slick of them. It took all I had to keep my mind on what the paws were doing, resisting the temptation to dwell on what we've been through, what we've seen. We will have plenty of time for that very soon.

My last step over the top really did feel like the last step, I had nothing else to give. I droped Molly's rig and flopped. Suzy came over and undid my vest, turned me over and pulled it off of me. Abby, Suz and Molly hurried to put away the stuff.

"Abby, did we miss much?," asked Suzy.

"Nope, all quiet here. I almost fell asleep. So how was it?"

We'll tell you all about it, help me drag Major to his pad, will you?"

- Thank you Renee!

PS: Follow Suzy, Molly, Abby and Mr. Toes on FB!

Killarney

Is it true?!? Are nanners as sweet as they keep telling me? You get me a nanner and I won't pee on your couch. How's that?

- Thank you Kenneth!

PS: Kenneth says "Killarney, named after a favorite town in Ireland of ours. He is a young, handsome fellow, 6 months old. Our vet describes him as 'an awesome bunny'"

Penny and Dougie

How, just how did they tell us apart?!? Anyway, I really like how the artist made use approving and disapproving space in the composition, do you Penny?


- Thank you Audrey!

Lily and Ziggy

Hoomin, hoomin, you really don't want that watermelon. 

Just hand it over and we'll take care of it for you. 

Honest!

- Thank you Rayray!

Marie

No, that was not enough. I demand another raspberry!

And we make it what? That's right, snappeh!


- Thank you Janelle! 

PS: Follow Marie and Lou on FB!