Friday evening book club

I devoured Stephen Crane's The Red Badge of Courage earlier. It was even better than the Canterbury Tails (er, Tales).

Kitchen renovation

Well, I meant to put up a couple of more days of my vacation journal, but as you can see, I've been a bit busy this evening.

Vacation Journal - Part 1

Well, I mentioned I kept a journal awhile ago, and here's the first couple days of it.

Saturday
June 30, 2007

Hi Mama,
Are you having a good trip? Did you put my grandma in a car carrier like you do me when you and I go on a trip? Does her carrier look just like mine? I wouldn't care if she rode in it. Mine, I mean.
The lady who is staying here is writing this for me. She said I could do the talking and she'd put it on paper. She also said she wouldn't listen if I said something bad about her.
The lady who is here seems harmless - but Mama!, she's so, so - how do I put this politely? - she's so much older than you! I have to admit it surprised the hell (oops, sorry, Mama) heck out of me when she stepped over my playpen fence without unhooking it. She even got back out the same way. I was worried there for a minute, I might have to catapult (er, I mean gently nudge) her over the top.
I took not one - but two - long naps this afternoon. I spent the time in between trying to dig that darned sheet off the floor - no luck yet!
The reason I took 2 naps was that lady told me we could watch the PBR tonight. I thought that meant Peter Bunny Rabbit - but she said no, it was a bullriding show and that I would have a rip snorting good time - yee haw!
The lady seems able to read the information you left her. I had a bowl of greens for supper (yum) which I promptly sat down and consumed with hardly taking a breath. I didn't know if she would try to eat some - and I was prepared to fight her for them - but she didn't bother me.
Ha Ha! She opened my playpen about 5:45 (right after I inhaled my greens) but for about 30 minutes I appeared not to be interested in coming out. Instead, I hopped into my tent under the chair and spent the time grooming myself. Then about 6:15 I suddenly thought - what they hey! - I'm wasting free time! so I hopped out and zoomed off. I practiced my leaps in the air and boy, did I get some good hang time! I'll show you when you get home, Mama.
About 9:00 I was pooped, so I plunked myself down in my litter tray for a quick rest. She gave me a juicy fat strawberry (I didn't waste any of it) and then I went to sleep.
Missed the bullriding - maybe tomorrow night.
G'night, Mama -
I love you


Sunday
July 1, 2007

Mornin' Mama,
It's me, Dylan. I scarfed down my pellets this morning about 7:30am. I didn't lose a single one. Then I tossed the empty bowl in my litter tray.
I snoozed while the lady went to the store. She shops the same place you do, Mama. Her bags said "Kroger" - just like yours. Guess she might know a thing or two after all.
Then she let me in my playpen when she got back and I'm back to trying to dig my way to China.
Oh, Mama, I forgot to tell you - I was just a little mad when I was out of my playpen yesterday. I thought the note you left the lady was just about my food, but it must have also said to shut the bathroom and bedroom doors. Rats! I was planning to have a little fun in those rooms since you weren't here. But you must have told her to keep those doors shut. Shoot! Oh well. I'll switch to Plan B (as soon as I think of it).
Just to let you know, that lady always says how good my hay smells. You may need to check her bag before she leaves. I haven't seen her take any, but you never know...

I tried digging a tunnel almost all afternoon - so didn't start my bunny nap until late. That lady woke me up when she put my greens in my bowl. But I rose to the occasion and devoured every single nibble - then ate hay until I fell asleep again.
She finally roused me awake when she took my water bottle to fill it. By then I realized with a start that my gate had been opened since the greens were put on the table and I'd missed over an hour of free play. So I explored while she cleaned my litter tray and did whatever it is you women do to tidy up the bedroom. Then I just knew she was going to try to brush me - so ha ha! jokes on her - I ran into my cage and sat in the litter box eating hay. I hope she doesn't try to come in after me! Darn! She doesn't have on those slip on chewing shoes today either. Maybe tomorrow she'll forget and wear them - then I can casually come up to them and - oh well- you know the rest...
So-I fianlly decided to come out and play - after all, I'm no dumb bunny - when that gate's opened - it's all systems "Go".
Anyway after she cleaned my pen I just had to go in there for awhile - there's nothing like a fresh litter box to - you know - give you "the urge".
I did let her brush me some, but when the brush got filled up and she had to clean it off - I was off too!
Well, time for bed.
Night-night, Mama,
I love you

PS
I heard her tell you about the couch scratching "incident". I was just testing her to see if I could get away with it. Guess she was paying attention when I thought she wasn't. Must've been a teacher - or something.

Home, Sweet Home

Well, I've been in my new home for three months now. That's a long time! And I love my home so much better than my last one and better than the shelter, too. I get plenty of food, lots of toys of my very own, hours of bounce time, and lots of attention. If only I had an unlimited supply of bananas and the run of the place 24/7, this place would be perfect.

Here's a picture of me playing on top of my house:

Introducing..., me

Hi, I'm Dylan, the cutest bunny that ever bunnied, so I've been told. I kept a journal while my person was away on vacation, and everyone liked it so much that I decided to make this online journal. I'll put my other journal up here too, but it might take awhile, because it's really hard to type when you don't have fingers.

In the meantime, here's a little about me. I heard this song on a movie, and this is my version...

Bananas at bedtime and strawberry treats
Peaches and apples and anything else that's sweet
Let's not forget the dandelion greens
These are a few of my favorite things

Newpaper that rips and that tastes so good
Big boxes filled with a few toys and some wood
Little toy balls with little bells that ring
These are a few of my favorite things

Chewing on shelves full of volumes galore
Doorframes and baseboards and cabinet doors
Digging the carpet into little strings
These are a few of my favorite things

When the door slams
When the cage shuts
Because I've been bad
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don't feel so sad