Sunday, December 23, 2007

Merry Christmas

Okay, I know, I don't look very merry in the picture. This is what Mom and Dad do to us every year. Somewhere down the line they got this absurd idea that rabbits like to be dressed up. I wasn't the only one. Binky got dressed up, too. And so did Ella and Scooter. I even think I saw Boo wearing a toque as well. "Get this hat off me, Mom!" "But Fluffy, you look quite jaunty!" "I have no idea what that word means but I have a pretty good idea I want none of it!" "Well, just hold still and smile for the camera..."

That's Mom holding me very tightly, just mere seconds before I escaped her grasp and flew around the room like a bucking bronco trying to get that hideous outfit off of me. The scarf flew off easily enough but the hat was a little tougher. Oh boy, once I got it off my head, I grabbed it in my teeth and shook it like a rag doll! Then I dug at it over and over again. I tossed it in the air a few times, too! "Take that, you stupid hat! And stay away from my head!"

And why does this happen? Because it's Christmas. Mommy says Santa Paws is coming in two more sleeps - I'm so excited! I've tried really hard to be a good bunny all year and I think I have this year in the bag! I've been super-sweet to my girlfriend Binks and well, I let Mom and Dad dress me up in that rediculous get-up so that has to count for something. Although I think the whole paint-tray episode set me back a bit - but that wasn't entirely my fault (see earlier post). And my fur has grown back in very nicely, thanks for asking.
Our stockings were hanging by the fireplace but Mom took them down after I chewed the "Y" off of Binky's stocking. Sorry, the gold glitter glue was just so tempting! Mom says Santa Paws will fill up our stockings with treats and leave us presents, "But only if you are good little bunnies, so eat your hay and your veggies and don't chew the walls." Okay, I think I can manage that.
So what does a bunny ask for for Christmas anyway? Here is my letter to Santa Paws...
"Dear Santa Paws,
My name is Fluffy Bunny and I live with my girlfriend Binky, my Mom and Dad and two other rabbits and a hamster. I have been a very good boy this year. For Christmas, I would like some treats, maybe some of those apple thingies Mom makes. And I think I might like a new toy. That's about all. I'm pretty easy to please. And bring some stuff for Binks as well. She has tried to be good and other than the fight she got into with Scooter, she has been an angel. She's my angel anyway - I love her! Thank you for listening and I hope you got our new address because we just moved. Check with Canada Post, they have it. Travel safe Santa Paws!
Love Fluffy Bunny"
See? I didn't ask for much, that's the key. I hope I get what I ask for, but even if I don't, that's okay. So long as I have Binks and my family, I will be the happiest bunny ever. Merry Christmas everyone, and I hope Santa Paws is good to you, too!

Monday, December 10, 2007

Not All Bunnies Get Along

Well, we moved! We made it to our new home about two weeks ago and Binky and I love it! But it certainly didn't start off that way.

I know Mom had big plans to bond us all together in the new place, but right off the bat, things were tense. Mom and Dad set us up in the family room downstairs with a wall of creative cubes separating Binky and me from Scooter and Ella. Ella was not too impressed.

Ella and Binky have a bit of a shady past with one another, so as soon as Ella saw Binky, she was upset. So much so that she was nipping at Scooter. Mom and Dad weren't too happy so they thought for the night they would put Ella in an xpen so Scooter would be much for that.

Binky seemed fine, but I could tell she had her one eye on those two on the other side of the room. I'm not sure how it all started, but it was well after Mom and Dad tucked us in for the night. Scooter was trying to say "hello" through the barrier but Binky decided to make it clear she wasn't interested in his friendliness. Someone managed to move the barrier enough for Scooter to hop on over to our side of the room, and that's when Binky - well - got very mad.

Scooter, although not my favourite bunny (that would be Binky!), just likes to hang out with other bunnies, whether they like him or not, so he didn't take Binky's rebuffs too seriously. He hopped right up to her and tried humping her which she did NOT like! She took a nice big bite out of his nose. He started to bleed. But he didn't understand what was wrong, so he went up to her again - and she bit him again.

It wasn't long before the fur was flying everywhere. She tried to bite and grab at Scooter's ears and he just got worked up. Binky chased and attacked him and he tried to run and defend himself but he really was no match for Binks. You see, Binky is ready to fight at any time whereas Scooter is just used to loving so he wasn't prepared and didn't really know what to do. Even though I know why Binky does things like this, she can still be very scary when she is doing it. Mental note to self - don't get on Binky's bad side....

It was over pretty fast, with Scooter running and hiding to lick his wounds. Poor Ella could offer him no help from her xpen.

Mom came down at about 3am to check on us. She saw the barrier moved, she saw the fur, and she saw the blood. She screamed for Dad and he came down too. Poor Mom cried. She held Scooter and cried. We were all checked over for bites and other injuries but it was Scooter who got it all.

Mom and Dad packed up Scooter and Ella and took them away. I think they live upstairs now. Binky was happy. She even did a victory lap around the room to celebrate.

"Yay, Fluffy! They're gone! The room is all ours!"
"Binks, I know you don't like other bunnies, but why did you attack Scooter so badly?"
"Well, I don't like other bunnies running up to me and hopping all over me. I gave him the stink eye and grunted at him, but he didn't seem to understand. I love you, Fluffy, and I don't want to share you, or myself, with any other bunny."
"Awww Binks, that's sweet. I love you, too!"

We snuggled for the rest of the night.

I feel really bad for Mom and Dad. I know parts of them feel guilty. And I sort of feel sorry for Scooter, too. But I think, wherever he and Ella are, they are much happier. At least I hope so.