Horror and Holidays

Long time, no update. Sorry about that. Mama has been busy with homework and hasn't had time to type for me.

My holiday weekend got off to a downright crappy start. I had to go the the vet, my most hated place in all the world! And can you believe it, but my Grandma did it. I couldn't believe it. Of all the humans I know, I thought she'd be the least likely to drag me off to the torture chamber. I felt so betrayed. I made sure to stay away from her and not let her pet me. I sat as far away as I could while still keeping an eye on her. I also gave her the stink eye so she knew I was good and mad at her. She seemed surprised I stayed mad for so long. Well, can you blame me??? My Grandma, giver of treats and forehead rubs, is only supposed to spoil her grandbunny, not stuff him in a carrier and drive him to that horrible place. Geez, Grandma.

But my weekend did get better. I got not one, not two, but three treats on Thanksgiving! I got some banana for breakfast, another bunny treat for dinner, and a yummy carrot at bedtime. And today, I got let out at 9am. Mama said I get to bounce all day long, as long as I'm a good bunny.

It's also Mama's birthday today. I had Grandma get her a present for me, and a card which I thoughtfully signed myself. I wonder if I'll get an extra treat today, too?

Happy Halloween!

I better get some treats tonight. Or else.

Happy Fall

Hello.

It's gotten cold outside. I like to lay down next to the slider because the glass is cold.

I had an interesting experience this weekend. My grandma chased me with a lint roller! I didn't want my head brushed, so she lint rolled it. It felt weird. Then I got my butt lint rolled. I didn't like that at all. Grandma said it was better than a brush, but I don't think so.

I did some reading this weekend (when I wasn't hopping away from the lint roller) - it was my old favorite, the Canterbury Tales. I just couldn't put it down. What else should I devour?

Ooooh, I see some fresh unshredded newspaper! Off to play...

Another bunny blog...

Ok, technically, Buster is a hare, not a rabbit. But her story is pretty cool. Check it out: http://busterjourney.blogspot.com/

Grandmas are awesome

I love it when Grandma goes to the pet store for Mama. Mama just comes home with litter and hay, but Grandma comes home with treats! I love my Grandma.

Mama...

Mama is STILL broken, and my Grandma told me she's going to be broken for a long time yet. I don't like that. Mama hasn't been able to get down on the floor with me to pet me for days and days. But if I hop up onto the couch with her, she'll pet me and tell me how much she loves me.

Grandma has been taking really good care of me. Especially the day Mama came home from the hospital. Mama didn't feel good, and I knew it, and I was so upset. I tried to get out of my pen, but I couldn't and Mama couldn't get down to me, so I got even more upset. Grandma put me back in my cage and I tried, I really did, but I missed my litter box. I felt bad, but Grandma just cleaned it up and pet me for awhile until I felt better.

I hope Mama never has to go to a hospital again. But at least she's feeling better now, which makes me feel better.

My Mama is still broken. I thought maybe she'd be better by now. She has to go to the hospital to get fixed (but somehow I don't think she'll get fixed in quite the same way I did). Grandma will come take care of me. I hope Mama's better soon.

I got in trouble last night. I was sampling the carpet and woodwork, and I tried to get into the desk, Mama sent me to bed early and I didn't get a treat. I threw my bowl around my cage to let her know how unhappy I was about that. I mean, I was just being an active and curious little bunny. And wouldn't you think she'd have more important things to worry about? I hope I get out to bounce for a long time tonight. I'll look up at her with my big brown eyes, and she'll be putty in my paws.