bunnybliss: The Softer Side Of A Big Tough Lop

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

The Softer Side Of A Big Tough Lop

Yeah, we all know that when I am on the couch terrorizing my Stupid Blankets, I am one Big Tough Lop. There is no petting or snorgling allowed unless you would like an impromptu toss-of-the-hand with my chompers. But yes, even I, Fluffy McFluffersons, like the occasional cuddle. It doesn't happen that often so when Binks and I were being snorgled to within an inch of our lives the other night, Mom had to whip out that iPhone and film it.

There's Binky wrapped up in a blanket - she loves the warmth and the kisses and the head pats she gets. Then there's me - Dad is giving me head rubs and I am all squished down enjoying them while I dream of a land where everything is banana flavoured. Sometimes I just don't feel like being tough. Sometimes I just want to be sucky and let Mommy or Daddy do all the work to pet me and love on me. I will admit, it's nice! And it's super nice when Binky and I can get the royal treatment in tandem so neither of us has to do all the work! We sure are lucky bunns. I wish everybunny was as lucky as we are.....

So hug your bunny today. Cuddle them, snorgle them, love on them like it's the last day of your life. Let them know how much they are loved. Give them treats. Lots of treats. Buy them toys. Let them rule the household and resign yourself to the fact that you are a bunny slave.......

"Okay Fluffy, now you are getting carried away...."

*sigh* Thanks Mom.

Fluffy

1 comment:

Jade said...: Mickey says,

"Dude, I live to be snuggled and petted. That's pretty much all these human slaves are good for; they never feed you the good stuff you want when you want it, they insist on cleaning your cage just when you get it how you want it and they never let you do anything you want to do. I love my humans, but honestly, they are so hard to train."; February 22, 2011 at 11:27 PM

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Rabbit Rescue Poem

I used to be a lonely rabbit,
Just looking for a home.
I simply had no place to go,
No one to call my own.

I wandered through the streets and fields,
in rain in heat and snow.
I ate what ever I could find,
I was always on the go.

My skin would itch, my feet were sore,
My body ached with pain.
And no one stopped to give a pat
Or gently say my name.

I never saw a loving glance,
I was always on the run.
For people thought that hurting me
was really lots of fun.

And then one day I heard a voice
So gentle, kind and sweet,
And arms so soft reached down to me
And took me off my feet.

"No one again will hurt you"
Was whispered in my ear.
"You’ll have a home to call your own
where you will know no fear.

You will be dry, you will be warm,
you’ll have enough to eat
And rest assured that when you sleep,
your dreams will all be sweet."

I was afraid I must admit,
I’ve lived so long in fear.
I can’t remember when I let
A human come so near.

And as she tended to my wounds
And cleaned and brushed my fur
She told me ‘bout the rescue group
And what it meant to her.

She said, "We are a circle,
A line that never ends.
And in the center there is you
protected by new friends.

And all around you are the ones
Who'll keep you safe and sound,
Who will share their loving home with you
Until a forever one can be found.

We will do all we can
by searching near and far,
To find the perfect home for you,
where you can be a star."

She said, "There is a family,
that’s waiting patiently,
and pretty soon we’ll find them,
just you wait and see.

And then they’ll join our circle,
they’ll help to make it grow,
so there’ll be room for more like you,
who have no place to go."

I waited very patiently,
The days, they came and went.
Today’s the day, I would hope,
my family will be sent.

Then just when I began to think
It wasn’t meant to be,
there were people standing there
just gazing down at me.

I knew them in a heartbeat
I could tell they felt it too.
They said "We have been searching for
A special bunn like you."

Now every night I say a prayer
to all the Gods that be.
Thank you for the life I live
and all you’ve given me.

But most of all protect the bunnies
in the pound and on the street.
And send a Rabbit Rescue Person
to lift them off their feet.