Thursday, January 27, 2005

Shedding leads to good things

Over a week and not one mention of oats from Mama. I hope she is reading this! To her credit, she has been giving me lots of hay. And pulling my hair out. I am entering a major shed phase, and she has been gently pulling out my fur by the handful. Mama doesn't like when I shed, but I like it because it means more attention - and more hay! Now if I can nudge her in the direction of the cabinet. That's where she keeps the oats.

Wednesday, January 19, 2005

Listen up, Mama

Yipee - Mama changed my litterbox tonight. And I got greens and my favorite, Oxbow hay! But I really want some oats. Tara seems to like them a lot. Not that I care what she says but ... well, she seems to think oats are awfully good. So I'm going to have a talk with Mama and see if she'll let me have some.

Friday, January 14, 2005

She's not all that

Tara still hasn't written me back. It's been over a week, and not a word from her. Mama says it's her loss, that I am a handsome bunny and any bunnygirl would be lucky to have my nose kisses. You know what? She's right. I don't need that Tara. She wasn't all that anyway. Hmmph!

Do you think she would think I am too eager if I write her again?

Saturday, January 08, 2005

I got a present!

Mama and Dad went out today and guess what? I got a toy! Well, sort of - it's something to hold my hay and it SPINS! Check it out! I knew what to do with it the second they put it in my cage.

Cool, huh?

Thursday, January 06, 2005

Licking my wounds

Hrmph. I feel sad. I tried to flirt with this girl bunny last night. Her name is Tara. I went to her blog and was smitten right away... she's smart, and witty, big and cuddly looking. So ... I stuck my neck out, and complimented her dewlap (that's the ring of loose skin around a bunny's neck). And ... she never wrote me back.

Guess I'll never have a girlfriend. The least Mama can do to make me feel better is change my litter. And maybe give me some dandelion greens too. Please Mama?

Wednesday, January 05, 2005


Is this supposed to be my introduction? I'm hungry. I hope introduction is made of plastic.