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Welcome 2012!

2012-01-20T14:12:00.000-08:00

"Dr. Deb, that tickles!"

It's a new year and if you are a regular reader of my blog, you know that in January, us bunnies go for our yearly check up with Dr. Deb.

Here is a picture of Dr. Deb listening to my lungs. I've still got some healthy organs despite my age and that's good! Mom and Dad did express a little concern they have about me - I've been "slowing down" lately, whatever THAT means, and they wanted to make sure I was okay. I'm going to be 8 years old next month - so what if I need longer naps?! I'm still a Big Tough Lop! Just ask those Stupid Blankets.....

Scoping my ears....

Dr. Deb thinks I may have a little arthritis so I am getting metacam twice a day now. I also lost some weight. I used to weigh 3.4 pounds and now I am down to 2.8 - not a lot, but for a bunny my size, it's considerable. We did some blood tests and everything came back completely normal - liver and kidneys are in great shape, YAY! Mom and Dad are always worried about that because I am EC positive. I think the metacam is making me feel better because last night I went out into the hall for a bunny misadventure and came ripping back into the room in full binky mode! See? I still got it....

Dad holds Binky's paw to keep her calm.

Miss Binks got her check up too and she is a healthy girl. Actually, she gained a little weight so now our carrot ration has been cut in half and Mom and Dad are cutting down on the treats too! What a bunch of nonsense! *sigh* Well I guess they are only trying to do the right thing.

Checkin' out the chompers.

It was nice seeing Dr. Deb. She is always so kind and gentle with us. We wiggle a lot but she knows how to sweet talk us to get us to settle down, especially when she is sticking that scope in our ears and mouth. And I'd like to think we are her favourite bunnies too. We love Dr. Deb <3!

In case you're wondering, Christmas was pretty quiet. There was a somber mood with the recent passing of sweet little Brie. We got her ashes back just before Christmas and it was nice to have her home for the holidays. Mom and Dad miss her a lot but they know she had a really great life and it was just her time to go. It was a sad way to end the year...

And, well, I didn't exactly get all that stuff I posted about wanting a few blogs back. But we did get some great treats from the Bunspace and Rabbit Rescue stores. We got new Stupid Blankets I can't wait to sink my chompers into and we even got some Angry Bird rattle balls, and edible Christmas ornaments - YUM!

So all in all, the new year is off to a quiet start, but that's okay. Us senior rabbits like things quiet and mellow. There's been a bit of a cold snap lately but Miss Binks and I hunker down together and keep each other toasty warm. I would like to wish a very Hoppy New Year to all of my peeps. I hope you have a wonderful Holiday Season and I hope that 2012 brings you all many treats, snugly snorgles and lots of love and hoppiness!

Fluffy

Sleep Well Sweet Brie

2011-12-23T09:17:00.000-08:00

Things took a sad turn for us earlier this week. Shortly before midnight on Monday, my little hammie sister Brie crossed the Rainbow Bridge.

She had been showing signs of old age for quite some time. She slept a lot and was only ever up long enough to display spurts of energy as she scurried around on the bed playing with Mom and Dad. As her time wound down, she didn't eat much so Mom and Dad would make her strawberry oatmeal and hand feed her twice a day. She loved it and always ate it with gusto, even up to one hour before she passed.

She had a special relationship with Dad. She would always freeze in her tracks when she would hear his voice and scurry over to him when he entered the room. In the last few weeks, her favorite place was snuggled in his t-shirt.

Little Brie was very gentle and personable and was accustomed to kisses, strokes and raspberries blown on her belly. She had a beautiful golden coat that fluffed up as she played, but would turn into long strands of golden silk if you stroked her long enough. She survived her heating duct adventure with nothing more than dust on her whiskers and a great story to tell. In her wake, she leaves behind 17 plastic exercise balls, each one no match for her determination to escape.

We are all going to miss her more than anyone can know. Mom and Dad are so very grateful to have spent her last hours with her, surrounding her with love and kisses. The last thing she felt was Mommy's finger stroking her head, letting her know about the great adventures that awaited her at the Rainbow Bridge. We know she was met by our other hammies Boo, Lucky, Timmy, her mommy Saffron and her brother Sage and I know that right now she is rolling top speed in her beautiful new hammy ball, leading the pack towards the big plate of oatmeal that awaits her.....

We love you Brie Hamster. Always.....

Fluffy

The List

2011-12-15T15:06:00.000-08:00

Christmas 2011 card ver. 1

Dear Santa Paws,

It's Fluffy McFluffersons here sending you a list of the things I would like for Christmas. Despite anything Mom or Dad may have told you, I have been a very good little bunny this year and am most deserving of the following gifts as my reward.

Firstly, I think an upgrade to our current stroller would be nice. The one we have now is pink and I would prefer one in a Tough Lop shade of blue. This one looks perfect, except of course for the two cats sitting inside. Scat cats! That's my stroller! Ahem, as you can see, there is plenty of room for Miss Binks and I to sprawl out to relax and it's nice and high off the ground to keep yippy dogs at bay and to give us a great view of our surroundings.

Next, Miss Binks and I would like a really nice bed to snorgle in. But it has to be special. Binky likes red and she likes to be comfortable. Me? I like my privacy so something a little more intimate would be prefered. Dad always gets annoyed when Binks and I get frisky while he is watching the hockey game so a bed like this one, that has curtains you can draw closed, would be ideal! Is this available with a memory foam matress?

Binky and I like to stretch our legs outside in the summertime so perhaps some fun things for the backyard would be nice. Nothing too complicated, but we think a set up just like this one would be perfect. Slides, shelters, fences to jump - what more could we want?

Well, how about this.....

Finally, I think it's time for a nice little retirement place for Miss Binks and I. It doesn't need to be big and fancy....okay, maybe it does. How awesome is this?! So many places for Binky and I to run, hide and cuddle! And here is the link for directions on how to build it. Seems simple enough - easy peasey lemon squeezy!

So as you can see, my list is pretty short. Binks and I aren't asking for a lot but simply giving you some ideas on what we would love to find under the tree on Christmas morning. Hopefully it won't be a problem fitting this stuff into your sleigh. If it is, I am sure you can rent a truck or something.

Sincerely yours,

Fluffy McFluffersons

Christmas 2011 card ver. 2

Ana Banana

2011-11-22T14:03:00.000-08:00

Ana Banana

There is a new bunny in town and her name is Ana Banana. Her original name was Anastasia but Mom and Dad shortened it to Ana, and somehow Banana seemed to be a logical tag-along. She was originally dumped at a shelter but due to her extremely aggressive nature, was immediately put on the euthanasia list. A good soul who works there managed to get her into Rabbit Rescue and from there, she came to live with us. Mom and Dad are hoping that she will bond to Scooter MaGoo who lives upstairs. He has been alone since his bonded mate Ella crossed the Bridge in June of 2010.

She's one angry bunny. She has a tattoo in her ear so this most likely means she was from a breeder and may have been used to breed. She is more vocal than Angry Ella ever was, grunting, boxing and biting on a whim. But it's this sort of behaviour that Mom and Dad find endearing. It's like a challenge to get Ana to learn that she is in a safe and loving home now, and she doesn't need to fight or be afraid anymore.

She's a bit of a destroyer - baseboards, foam squares, willow toys, futons - she finds them mighty tasty. Well, she doesn't eat them, just likes keeping her scissor teeth in tip-top shape shredding them. Bonding has been going very slowly as Ana is very defensive and Scooter gets freaked out by her tantrums. But progress is being made - licks have even been exchanged! Why can't all bunnies fall in love overnight like Miss Binks and I did? Such a waste of snorgle time.....

So here is a little video of what it's like every morning when Mom goes in to feed Ana. As lethal as she seems, she really is a sweet girl with the softest, velvetiest fur imaginable.

Welcome home Ana.....<3

Fluffy

Bunny Therapy

2011-10-21T15:11:00.000-07:00

Bunny Therapy. That's what Mom says she needs sometimes - hugs and kisses and snorgles.

Sometimes life can be stressful. At least that's what Mom says. And when it does, she comes to us bunnies for a little lovin'. "McFluffersons, when the day has been long and tiring, there is nothing better than coming home to my bunnies and hugging and kissing them. You have no idea how much better it can make me feel."

"But you know how I feel about kisses Mom. I'm not the snorgly type."

"I know, but you are easy to scoop up and light enough to carry with one hand. And I can usually get about 30 seconds of snorgles in before you really begin to flip out."

Yes, Mom likes to torture me like this. Sneak in the room, pick me up and cuddle me. She will bury her face in my fur, give me all kinds of kisses and all that nonsense, and she always keeps my feet facing forward so I can't use them to springboard myself away from her loving. Sometimes when I am on the couch keeping the Stupid Blankets in line, she will start rubbing my head - I'm such a sucker for that. So I will sit still and let her pet me, kiss me and scritch me. Sometimes all she wants to do is rest her forehead against mine. And sometimes I can actually feel her relax. I can feel the warmth, the smile on her face and the peace in her heart. That's when I know I've done my job.

Then it's treat time. Because no therapist provides services for free, no sir! "That'll be two Veggie Puffs and a raisin please!"

*sigh* "Here you go. See you next week....." *wink*

Fluffy

BunFest 2011

2011-09-23T18:46:00.000-07:00

It's that time of year again - BunFest time! Every year my mom spearheads Rabbit Rescue's biggest event of the year and this year is going to be super big and exciting!

It's been incredible watching BunFest grow since 2008. We had no idea if anyone would even show up that first year we had it, but show up they did! And word has been spreading - so every year it gets bigger and better. It's so wonderful to see so many Bunny Slaves turn out to do some shopping, do some learning and having fun, all for the sake of bunnies. And we have heard year after year how thankful they all are to have such a great event geared towards bunnies. It's a great place for bunny people to meet other bunny people, to find all kinds of great resources like bunny savvy vets and products specifically for bunnies and a great place to shop for all kinds of unique bunny items.

Mom's been sick for the last week and is only now starting to feel better, just in time to get this show on the road. For the first time, she has a BunFest Committee because the job just got to be too big for her to do on her own, and they have been so incredibly helpful, especially when mom was too sick to do much.

But one of the best things is watching BunFest grow - to other parts of the world! Mom helped get MidWest BunFest (Ohio) off the ground and their first BunFest is in October! Mom knows there is also another BunFest in Florida and someone in Maryland also emailed about wanting to have one there. It would be mom's dream to see BunFest's pop up all over the place! But mom can't take all the credit - mom based BunFest on San Dieog's Bunnyfest, so they are really the ones that deserve all the credit.

So if you are not in Toronto this Sunday (visit www.bunfest.ca if you are!), think of us and of all the fun things we will be doing. Get together with your humans and other bunny friends and celebrate the joys of bunny guardianship! And tell those humans to put their heads together and organize a BunFest in your area!

And check out our first ever commercial above!

Fluffy

Searching For Sassy

2011-09-11T18:35:00.000-07:00

Sometimes these blogs can be funny. Sometimes they can be ridiculous. And sometimes, well....sometimes they are not.

Mom and Dad volunteer for Rabbit Rescue Inc.. On September 1st, one of their foster bunnies escaped from her foster home. No one has seen her since.

Her name is Sassy, and she is a 3 month old Netherland Dwarf. She is white with light grey ears and weighs less than a pound. The odds against her are high.

There isn't one person in the rescue who is less than devastated about what has happened and the search for Sassy quickly became all-encompassing and driven with grief. Many volunteers have spent untold hours searching for her - on foot, driving, day, night - trying to find our precious little girl. Hundreds of flyers are plastered all over the neighbourhood and beyond, ads have been posted on websites and lost pet sites. Missing alerts went out to every shelter, rescue and agency and they are called daily to see if maybe, just maybe, she is there. Every single person out walking a dog, riding a bike, mowing a lawn or watering a yard has been approached by one of the volunteers, been handed a flyer and asked "Have you seen Sassy? Please call the number if you do...." There are so many pairs of eyes on the lookout for her. But not one person has seen her.....

We have turned to an animal communicator for clues as to where she is. We have used a tracking dog twice to follow her scent. We have taken every ounce of information and followed every clue to try to figure out where wee Sassy has gone. And we are all plagued with visions of worst-case scenarios. It's been nothing short of heart wrenching and it's been very emotionally draining for everyone.

Is there anything good that can come of this tragedy? Well, one thing has been inspiring - the display of commitment, hard work, love and co-operation of so many volunteers who have been brought together for a common cause - to find little Sassy. And the hope. Hope. Much dwindled and ragged from it's initial, robust existence, it's still there. We do still have hope. Everyday we pray that someone out there is going to see her and call the number. And we will be there to bring her home.

Mom has been beside herself wishing, hoping and praying. She hugs us bunnies extra tight these days and tells us how much she loves us. I can feel the sadness inside her and the love that she has for all of us and also for little Sassy, even though Sassy was not part of our family. Sometimes mom gets so emotionally invested in things that it really takes it's toll on her, and this is one of those times. Miss Binks and I are doing what we can to help mom feel better, letting her cuddle us longer and smooch us more than usual, squeeze us with hugs and kisses and allow her to wipe her tears in our fur. It's the least we can do.

Please keep Sassy in your thoughts, light a candle for her so that she may find her way home again and pray that she is protected and safe until......until.

Fluffy

Welcome To The BunnyDome

2011-08-23T17:56:00.000-07:00

"Forget it! I'm not getting in that thing!"
"But Fluffy, I got it for you and Binks! It's a cool house to sleep in!"
"It's a cat litter bin!"
"Well, technically yes, but that's not to say it doesn't make an awesome place to hide! Look, there's no litter in there, I put your nice soft bed in there! It's like a bunny palace, with steps and everything!"

It's a litter bin for cats and I'm not going in.

Even though Miss Binks is blind, she is still always the first to explore something new that is placed in our playroom. So of course, I let her check it out first. Watch the video. See her reaction? That was a definite no. No for her means no for me (unless it's treats, then no for her means more for me).

We have so much stuff. Seriously. We have so many places to hide, I don't know why Mom thought another place would be good. "But it's nice and purple and stylish! Just try it - I swear you will like it....."

We have a Maze Haven (well only half of one now. Binky recently took it upon herself to demolish the lower level so Mom cut it down to just one level instead of two). We have a willow tent. We have a stuffed tree house. We have TWO plush houses. We have a tunnel. And we have a coffee table.

Now we also have a stupid purple igloo.

Wish she would have spent the money on bananas instead.....

Fluffy

Keeping Cool

2011-08-01T15:59:00.000-07:00

Ugh. The heat.......the heat is unbearable! I flop all day. Sometimes I can't even lift my head to get a drink of water......parched, overcome.......

"Fluffy, you live in an air conditioned basement." Mom! I'm trying to be dramatic!

Mom says it's way too hot out for any of us bunns to go outside so I pretty much spend the entire day looking out the patio doors watching the grass continue to turn yellow. Nutters and Butters, the neighbourhood squirrels, haven't been around for days and even the birds are too hot to chirp. You know it's hot when the sea gulls at the local Tim Hortons walk around with their beaks wide open. Why do they continue to sit atop lampposts in the glaring heat? They're birds. They're seagulls. Go fly to some water and go for a swim! There must be a Tim Hortons somewhere along the lake.....

Yeah, Binks and I are pretty lucky to have the air conditioning. Not a lot of snorgling is going on though - too much body heat. "Fluffy, my whiskers are curling. Let's cuddle later...."

So Mom decided to spoil us with a perfect summer treat - watermelon! Now, it's been a year since we had watermelon so I think I forgot how good it is, as you can see in the video above. Miss Binks pretty much turned up her nose at it, she says it makes her whiskers sticky. Me? I don't care. Nothing a good face wash won't take care of. And by the time morning rolled around, that watermelon was pretty much gone.

So here's to watermelon, yellow grass, parched seagulls and ridiculous humidex readings. And of course, to the air conditioner that makes it all survivable.....

Fluffy

Strolling Along

2011-07-14T20:06:00.000-07:00

Yup, the weather is nice, the birds are singing, the trees are green and.....here I am in a pink stroller. How am I supposed to live this down? "Fluffy, why would you want to live it down? It's adorable!" Mom, I'm supposed to be a Big Tough Lop - how do I maintain any sort of tough-bunny dignity when, not only am I being pushed around in a pink stroller, but you are filming it, posting it on YouTube and on my blog?! "Well, I don't want anyone to miss it....."

Thanks Mom.

So here I am with the lovely Miss Binks, taking a stroll around the neighbourhood with Dad pushing us. Yup, that's my Dad. He loves us just as much as Mom does and he has no qualms about being a grown man pushing a pink stroller with bunnies in it in public. And trust me, when people see him, they either squeal with delight because we are so cute, or they give him a wide berth because "something's not right with this picture...." Like I said, my Dad doesn't care and he is very proud to be seen with us and to answer any questions people might have.

Okay, so the ride wasn't that bad. I did get to snuggle with my Best Girl and the fresh air is nice. I haven't been outside much since the Mad Dash of '09, so it was nice to feel the breeze on my whiskers and hear the birds chirping. It's been really hot lately but the evenings have been cooling off splendidly, just perfect for two bunnies to go for a ride. Mom is hoping to set up the xpen outside this weekend and let us have a proper romp in the grass. Miss Binks loves being outside and I like it when she's happy so I am more than willing to flop out on the lawn if it means she will snorgle with me and snore the sweet afternoon away.....

Before I sign off for today, I just want to update my peeps on the big rescue Rabbit Rescue did. Two weeks ago, we took in 103 rabbits - no, that's not a typo - one hundred and three rabbits - from the Sudbury OSPCA. They were all health checked and will be spayed and neutered. Some of them have health issues (abscesses, dental disease, bad eye, respiratory issues) and they are all getting the treatment they need. Rabbit Rescue could really use foster homes, because some moms with babies will need to be weaned and separated soon so we will need the space. And if you don't have room for a bunny, please consider making a donation. We have massive medical costs that are mounting every day (one day alone cost us over $6000!) and we could really use some funds to help pay for everything. If you want to help, just visit www.rabbitrescue.ca for more info.

Here is a video of what Rabbit Rescue is doing to help these bunnies....

Hug your bunns and tell them you love them....

Fluffy

Massive Rescue Underway!

2011-06-26T19:49:00.000-07:00

These are the faces of rabbits that need help. Rabbit Rescue is currently undergoing their biggest rescue in history. 400 lops and dwarfs were seized by the Sudbury OSPCA from a horrible situation. 200 had to be euthanized. 200 are left.

This is why Mom has been unable to update my blog properly - she's been really busy. Mom and Dad both volunteer for Rabbit Rescue and when the call came on for help, Rabbit Rescue sprung into action. Our Executive Director and Adoption Co-ordinators have been working non-stop for almost two weeks organizing this mission.

Through massive Facebooking, Tweeting and press, we are doing all we can to get the word out about this dire situation, and Mom thought perhaps she could hijack my blog to spread the news even further. How could I say no? It's so important that people know about this rescue effort because the more foster homes we can get, the more of these rabbits we can save. I know many of you who read this will want to know how you can help. Well, here's how....

Rabbit Rescue needs foster homes. The more space we have, the more rabbits we can save. If you live in the Greater Toronto Area and can foster for us, please do! You can send an email to haviva@rabbitrescue.ca. Perhaps you are ready to adopt? Well, don't hesitate to send an email to the same address! We also desperately need supplies - dog crates, xpens, creative cubes, litterbins, woodstove pellets - again if you are in the GTA and are able to donate any of these things, send an email!

I know a lot of my peeps don't live nearby, but there is a way you can all still help. Rabbit Rescue is going to be treating all of these bunnies for whatever issues they may have and they will also all be spayed and neutered. We all know that stuff doesn't come cheap and we estimate that our bills are going to be anywhere from $25,000 to $30,000. As a rescue we are always prepared but in this case, there is no way we can afford to do all of this, so we DESPERATELY need your donations. Mom never likes asking people for money, but I told her, this is a special case and the bunnies really need it! If anybun out there is in a position to make a donation, even if it is only $5, it will be greatly appreciated! To make a secure online donation, click here.

Are you a shelter or rescue within driving distance of Toronto that is able to take in some bunnies? Are you able to share this story with as many animal lovers as you can? Are you ready to be a part of Rabbit Rescue history? We really need you!

Mom and Rabbit Rescue would also like to take this opportunity to thank so many of our friends who have already done so much. We have managed to recruit an incredible number of new foster homes and we want to thank them, along with our own network of foster parents, for opening their hearts and homes to these bunnies. We also want to thank Martin Mills who is donating a free bag of food to every single bunny! We want to thank Greenwood Park and Campus Estates Animal Hospitals for offering even more discounts on spays, neuters and treatments. Thank you also to everyone who has donated money, supplies and time to make this rescue a reality. And most of all, thank you to the Sudbury OSPCA for saving these innocent souls from such deplorable conditions.

Because of our efforts, we have been able to either take in or place with other shelters and rescues, a total of 140 rabbits. There are still 60 left. Sixty souls that still need our help - YOUR help. We will not stop until all of them are safe. Please help make this a reality. Do it for them.....

Do it for me,

Fluffy

I Disapprove Of This Sad News

2011-06-13T18:00:00.000-07:00

A very special bunny has left us today - Cinnamon. Cinnamon was the inspiration for www.disapprovingrabbits.com and graced it's pages many times with her very unique and and darling scowl of disapproval. Many bunnies have grouched their way to fame in homage of dear Cinnamon and many of us have laughed and smiled at all of the wonderful pictures. We say thank you to Cinnamon for being such an inspiration and to her family for creating the blog in her honour - she leaves behind an incredible legacy. Today truly is a day of disapproval, but we shall keep our fond memories of her alive in all our hearts.

I shall continue to disapprove in your honour Cinnamon.

Fluffy

Baby Bunnies!

2011-06-01T15:27:00.000-07:00

Things have been really busy around here.....

Mom and Dad both volunteer for Rabbit Rescue Inc. and recently got word of a hoarding situation where a lady released a bunch of rabbits on the front lawn of her condo. Many of our volunteers went out to help round them up and we were able to rescue all 16 of them! Two of them were wee babies but unfortunately a third was found dead. They were very skinny - momma probably didn't survive out there for long and either got hit by a car or attacked by a predator. Luckily we got there soon enough to save the two babies that survived. Here is a picture of how small they were when they were first rescued.....

The babies went to a friend of ours who is a great foster mom! She nursed them around the clock and made sure their bellies were nice and full. Thankfully they gained weight fast and are well on their way to growing up to be big, strong bunnies! The video above is of the little grey one (boy) running through their play tunnel. They are so full of energy!

Our friend also took in a female bunny. Much to her surprise, a few days later, she found a nest with four babies! Oh my goodness, imagine if she wasn't rescued in time - she would have given birth out on the streets and her babies would not have made it. Thanks to the safe and secure environment she is now in, Momma Bunny has been nursing the babies and taking very good care of them!

It makes me sad to know that someone abandoned these bunnies. I wish all bunnies could live the kind of life that Miss Binks and I live, in a cozy house with people who love them, who feed them and care for them. Every bunny (and every pet) deserves the best life possible.

Sadly, all of the shelters and rescues are full but Mom's friend is going to make sure that all of these babies and Momma Bunny find really good homes. They all may have had a rough start in life, but we are all going to work together to make sure they have happy endings.

Fluffy

Looking Pretty Buff

2011-05-13T14:51:00.000-07:00

Here is the lovely Miss Binks in her brand new Survivor Buff. "Doesn't it go perfect with my white Dolce & Gabunny track suit?" Yes, it certainly does!

Mom and Dad were on vacation in Los Angeles recently and one of the things they did was attend a taping of the Price Is Right at CBS Television City. There is also a gift shop there and dad bought Binky a Survivor buff because he always likes to buy his little girl something when he goes away.

Mom tried to put that thing on me but there was no way I was having any of that! Besides, it was way too big for me and I just kept running out of it. I wanted to chew it up....."Take THAT you Stupid Buff!".....but mom wouldn't let me.

They also took a drive up to Pasadena and visited Candace Frazee of the Bunny Museum. The Bunny Museum is in the Guiness Book of World Records as containing the largest collection of rabbit items, currently standing at over 28,000! Pasadena is also home to the Rose Bowl Parade and whenever they have a float with a bunny on it, Candace gets it for her collection. Here is a picture of one in her front lawn - 12 feet high!
She had so much stuff, mom and dad didn't know where to look! Some may think that many items borders on hoarding, but her house was very organized and you could easily walk around the place. She hopes to move to a much bigger place so she can have a proper museum rather than having it in her home. That's going to be a lot of packing!

So if you have any rabbit items - toys, books, figurines, ornaments, towels, plates, glasses, whatever - that you no longer want, mail them to Candace, she'd love to have them! You can get her address from their website. And if you are ever in Pasadena, pay her a visit!

Fluffy

The Royal Wedding

2011-04-29T18:01:00.000-07:00

Can't I just sleep, Mom?

"Bunnies!!!! Wake up! Wake up, bunnies! It's time for the Royal Wedding!!" Yup, that was Mom at about 10 minutes to 6 this morning, all hoppy and excited about some sort of big wedding that was happening over in England. Seeing as Binky is already a princess, she was up and excited too. Me on the other hand? As you can tell from the picture, I was still sleepy....

"Oh look! Isn't Catherine's dress just splendid? She looks incredible!" Mom said as she made herself comfortable on the couch. Hey Mom, so long as you are down here, why not fill the pellet bowl....?

"Fluffy, this wedding is so exciting!" said Binky. I had no idea she was even into this sort of stuff. "Well of course I am! I am a bunny princess after all...." So together we snuggled from the safety of under the coffee table to watch the events unfold. "Look at all the hats people are wearing. If I were at the wedding, I would wear a hat. A pink hat. With feathers!" Binky said. "What would you wear Fluffy?"

"Well, I guess I would have to dress up too. Perhaps I would don a jaunty chapeau, like a top hat! Top hats are very sophisticated you know."

"Oh Fluffy, you would look dashing in a top hat! Hey, where is her bouquet of carrots? Her bouquet is just flowers. That's so ordinary. If I were her, I would have chosen a bouquet of carrots."

"No way, she needs a bouquet of bananas, that's what she needs! Bananas!"

"Oh Fluffy, you're so silly. Who wants a bouquet of bananas? Every girl bunny knows that carrots are the hottest trend right now...."

"But bananas are timeless. They will never go out of style."

So as we watched the Royal Wedding taking place across the Pond, we thought to ourselves how exciting it would be to actually be there, waving from the crowds, maybe even taking a ride in an open carriage while people cheered us on. I'd be cuddling with my Binky, eating carrots. And bananas. She in her pretty pink hat with feathers and me in my jaunty chapeau.....

I guess this picture is as close as we'll get......

Fluffy

Will The Real Fluffy McFluffersons Please Stand Up

2011-04-09T11:05:00.000-07:00

Yes, indeed. This IS the real Fluffy McFluffersons.

My adorableness is not in question. Neither are my strikingly handsome good looks. And any one of my peeps who read my blog can attest to the fact I have a pretty adventurous and fortunate life. But no one before has ever called me........FAKE! Until now that is.

Yes, once again, Mom's iPhone is involved. She downloaded an app called iRate Bunnies. Now don't think it's about bunnies who are irate because it's not. What it is is simple, you post a picture of your bunny and others "rate" your bunny on a scale of 1 - 5. You can also give bunnies trophies and stuff and you can also leave comments about the bunny you see.

Now the majority of these comments are typical and sweet: "You're bunny is so cute!", "I love your bunny!", "Awwww look at that face!" Then there are the expected trolls that leave nasty comments - but we won't even give them the time of day. Then there are the ones who Mom refers to as the "iRate Bunnies Police". These posters accuse others of using web pics of adorable bunnies and passing them off as there own. In many cases, this is true (Mom has seen these pictures before on the internet), but Mom is of the feeling "Who cares?". It's iRate Bunnies, so look at the bunny and rate it. Who cares where the picture came from, right?

ANYWAY, so this is where the problem comes in. Mom posted pictures of all of us, even Ella who is at the Bridge, and someone, we don't know who, took a look at the picture above and called me......FAKE!!!!! And someone else called Mom a liar!!!!!!! Well, I can assure you all that I am not fake and my mom is not a liar - I am real in every sense of the word! I jump in paint trays, I lurk in cabinets, I go closet spelunking, I run around the neighbourhood and I have been accused of flinging poo, although that has yet to be proven in court.....

Mom figures it's because the picture is so awesome. Our friend Jessica took it - she knows what she's doing - and that's why it looks as great as it does. Mom guesses they think there is no way anyone can take a picture like that of their bunnies but obviously people can, based solely on the fact that the picture exists. Mom calls them all jealous trolls, but these haters keep hating and it's sucking all the fun out of an otherwise sweet and adorable app.

Binky and Scooter and Ella have all received similar comments. So to the haters out there, our bunnies are very much real. Yes, the pictures are professional but the bunnies are real and we all belong to Mom! So quit being so nasty and just rate bunnies.

That being said, if any of my peeps here are on iRate Bunnies, let me know and we will vote high for you! Even though, regardless of the picture, Mom always rates every bunny with 5 hearts, because every bunny in the world is adorable!

Fluffy

Poo Flinging

2011-03-25T18:06:00.000-07:00

Actual crime scene photograph.

She can't prove it was me. And just because I am in the picture, that doesn't mean it was me either. Look very closely at the wall. Beside the t.v.. About 5 feet up from the ground. See that tiny black dot? It's bunny poo.

"What the heck is THIS?!" Mom screeched when she walked in and saw it. Her face was all screwed up and she kept trying to sniff it. "Is this.......is this...POO?!" Immediately she looked at me because I was the closest one in the vicinity. Binky was hiding under the coffee table where she always sits. "Don't look at me!" I said. "How on Earth does bunny poo get all the way up here?! It's like 4 feet away from the litter bin! And 5 feet up the wall!" Again she looked to me for an explanation. "Hey, it wasn't me! Why do you assume it's automatically me?!"

"It's bunny poo. So it's either yours or Binky's. And Binky's poos are round and solid. Her poo would bounce off the wall. You on the other hand, your poos are sometimes sticky! AND, you like to flick your feet behind you when you jump out of the litter bin!" She was all matter-of-fact about it, like she was some kind of Poo Lawyer who certainly wasn't new in town. She reached a finger out to touch it, but it didn't move. Then she tried to use a stalk of hay to scrape it off, but it snapped in two. "Oh MAN! It's dried and stuck to the wall!!!!"

Close up picture of offending poo.

"Listen Mom, there is no way it could have been me! Yeah, I like to flick my feet, but, like you said, I do it when I hop OUT of the litter bin. So clearly, if that's the case, it would make sense that the poo would fling backwards, right? And hit the wall against the litter bin, right? And that is clearly NOT where this poo is. It's to the front and right of the litter bin." She stood with her hands on her hips looking at me with a raised eyebrow. "So even if, by some freak accident, I flung a poo, it would have to have hit a wall and bounced off, changing the trajectory of the poo and re-directing it to the wall it landed on, right? But you, in your own words, said my poos were sometimes "sticky". And if so, they would have stuck to the first wall they hit instead of ricocheting off Wall #1 to finally rest on Wall #2." Ha! Take that Mom! "PLUS, it's five feet up the wall. And I am only 18 inches tall, and that's when I'm periscoping......"

Mom looked at me, tapping her foot. Defeat was in her eyes. Then she threw her arms up in the air and let out a growly "AAAAAARGH!", spun around and left the room.

Feel free to message me if you need any Legal Poo Advice. I am at your service.

Fluffy McFluffersons

Poo Defence Attorney

Honk Shoooo Honk Shoooo

2011-03-08T14:53:00.000-08:00

I've always told you how sweet it is when Miss Binks snores - now it's been captured on film! Turn up your speakers and have a listen - she really gets going at about the 45 second mark....

Binky has always been a snorer. Mom and Dad had her checked out just to make sure there was nothing wrong but apparently that's "just the way she is." When Mom and Dad first got her, that first night they heard her out in the living room. They thought she was having a bad dream but once they realized she did this every night, they quickly realized that she was snoring. And if she was snoring, it meant she was relaxed, happy and felt safe. And that made Mom and Dad very happy!

She usually snores herself awake. Sometimes she will even snore with her one eye open. Sometimes it's a soft drone and other times it builds and builds until she snorts and wakes up thinking "What the heck was that?"

Just listen to her.............isn't it precious? There is nothing better in the world than curling up with her and hearing her snore, feeling her breathe in and out all relaxed and content, dreaming of endless fields of hay and strawberry patches that are always in season. She lulls me to sleep with her sweetness. I love her so much.....

We recently celebrated our birthdays! Binky turned 8 years old and I turned 7. We celebrated with servings of our favourite baby food - banana for me and strawberry/apple for Binks. We got treats from the Bunspace store and 2 new blankets! Mom and Dad gave us lots of ridiculous attention like smooches and snorgles - UGH. Why can't they just give us treats and presents and leave it at that? Humans are so needy....

Fluffy

The Softer Side Of A Big Tough Lop

2011-02-22T15:26:00.000-08:00

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

Snow Day

2011-02-06T19:08:00.000-08:00

I'm just going to apologize right now for these videos. Of course, Mom is recording them and yammering in her silly voice being all cute and narrative. She really needs to learn more about the art of editing....

"Fluffy, you KNOW I am an editor, right?"

Then why are these videos so long?!

"They're not THAT long. Besides, you're adorable! I could never let any footage of you end up on the cutting room floor....."

Anyway, as you can see, we've had a lot of snow here over the last couple of days. Even though we live in Canada, we don't usually get this much snow all at once but I guess this year is special. Last year, we never touched our shovel....

I love the snow! I love to hop hop hop and sink in it! And run like a real wild bunny does! But of course, Mom had to make sure I didn't go anywhere so she stuck me in the alley along the side of the house that goes to the garage, then blocked off the other end with an xpen.

But that's okay, I had fun! I'm not all that used to the snow but it's like a soft, cold treat under my feet.

And of course, Miss Binks got in on the action too! Binky has an inner Wild Snow Bunny she likes to unleash at least once a winter. She's pretty good out there too, considering she is blind and has no idea where she is. She likes to dig in it. And she likes being outside in general, listening to the birds and sniffing the air, although there probably isn't much to sniff in the middle of winter.

Mom brought some snow inside in a big litter bin but Binky and I were pretty much done with it at that point. We were warming up our nosies and tosies in front of the heater. "That was fun, wasn't it Fluffy?"

"Sure was, Binky. But now my ear tips are cold and wet...." Then she leaned in and started licking them. "Here, let me get that for you...."

*sigh*

*heart*

Fluffy

Dr. Deb!

2011-01-22T17:54:00.000-08:00

It's a new year and that means it's time for our yearly check ups. We were very excited to see our favourite vet again, Dr. Deb! We love Dr. Deb but she was MIA for a while after leaving the Acton Clinic but the good news is, she has opened her own clinic, Black Creek Animal Hospital in Acton, ON. YAY for Dr. Deb!

It's not too far from us so that's good and it's big and new and super-cool. Us bunnies don't like vets poking and prodding and stuff but at least we are used to Dr. Deb and her soft hands and gentle handling.

Everything was good for me! I am still the nice lean bunny I have always been. Dr. Deb did prescribe panacur for me though - I take a 30-day regime once a year to keep my EC at bay. I had head tilt four years ago and panacur helps to keep everything in check. It doesn't taste that bad and I am a good boy at taking my meds.

Here is Miss Binks getting her check up. She has always been very healthy. She eats well, loves her hay and poops like a machine. Although she has been known as "Stinky Binky" from time to time when her anal glands get a bit out of control but she gets those cleaned. Don't tell her I posted this because she would be mad at me - she thinks her bum smells like roses......

Scooter also go the all-clear which is really good. Scooter goes to the vet twice a year because sometimes he needs to get his teeth filed, but Dr. Deb said they looked great so no filing was needed - YAY! Scooter really hates being put under and it often takes him a week to get back on track after he gets his teeth done.

Dr. Deb was very sad to hear that we lost little Ella in June. Dr. Deb really loved Ella and Ella was very kind to her - except once when she showed Dr. Deb how good she could growl and box! But other than that one time, feisty Ella was always sweet with Dr. Deb.

So we all got treats when we got home which we gladly accepted, and then gave Mom and Dad the customary thumps and foot flicks of disapproval despite our rewards. We followed that with some ignoring and Stink Eyes. After all, we have to keep things dramatic so that Mom and Dad are constantly asking for forgiveness and offering treats as peace offerings....

Happy and healthy bunns - that's just the way we like it around here!

Fluffy

Post Christmas Report

2011-01-04T18:24:00.000-08:00

A willow flower I got in my stocking. And an edible hand-made Christmas card - the green tree is made of parsley!

Well I hope everybun had a very Merry Christmas and Hoppy New Year! I guess I can't complain about the holidays much. I did get some awesome stuff, but let's look back at my list to Santa Paws and what he actually delivered....

1) A nanner. One whole nanner, perfectly ripe and peeled, all for myself!

Well, technically I got a nanner, but mom said I wasn't allowed to eat it all at once - instead I would get a pinch of it a day. Well that's exactly what I get every day anyhow so I don't see the difference. For this reason, I give this gift one THUMP.

My 2 new Stupid Blankets

2) A new Stupid Blanket.
Not only did I get a new Stupid Blanket, I got TWO of them! How awesome is that?! I was sooooo ready to sink my chompers into them but Mom says I have to wait until I completely ruin the two that are currently on the couch. This gift gets two BINKIES, but I am taking half a binky away because I have to wait to use them.....humph!
3) A seagrass mat.
I got one! And I love it! I am going to make this one last so I am just gingerly chewing the perimeter first, then I will get down to business! A big BINKY for this gift!
4) A flap for the door to the storage area.
Well, as you can guess, no door flap for me. Two THUMPS!

5) Treats. Any kind, any flavour, any brand. Treats. And more treats.

Major score in this department! We got all kinds of new yummy treats to try! They came from the Bunspace store and they are sooooooooo yummy! We got cranberry and timothy cupcakes, banana bites, persimmon slices and dried pineapple - the pineapple is my favourite! So yummy! And they are all-natural with no chemicals or preservatives, yay! Thank you Bunspace for making such healthy treats for us bunnies! 5 BINKIES!

Binky in her new Coach Scarf

And of course, Daddy had to spoil Binky again this year - she got Coach scarf #2. I mean seriously, another Coach scarf? We really need to go to more fancy shindigs so that Binky can wear her wardrobe. "Isn't it be-yoo-ti-ful Fluffy? Look how nice it goes with my white Dolce & Gabunny tracksuit!"

"Yes, Binks, it looks very pretty on you. But then again, anything would look pretty on you because you are so pretty to begin with..."

"Awww, Fluffy! I love you!"

Like Dad always says, "Happy wife, happy life...."

Fluffy

What I Want For Christmas

2010-12-21T19:10:00.000-08:00

Yup, it's that time of year. That time of year where you think back and hope that Santa Paws wasn't watching you as closely as he may have been. Not that I'm a bad bunny or anything....but I have had some Bunny Misadventures that could be categorized as being on the naughty side. I simply chalk that up to suppressed wild rabbit instinct and a strong and brave sense of adventure.

So without further ado, my letter to Santa Paws.....

Dear Santa Paws,

I have been a very good bunny this year despite what Mommy may say or any incriminating evidence she may have captured on that stupid phone of hers. I eat all my salad and lots of hay and (most of the time) always poop in the litterbin. Except for that one time Mom found a poop 5 feet up on the wall. But I digress...

I always give Binky ear licks and loving snorgles and I never get mad when she steals my carrot from me - that is because I love her and there is nothing she can do to upset me. So considering all of my Good Bunny Deeds, here is my list of what I would like for Christmas:

1) A nanner. One whole nanner, perfectly ripe and peeled, all for myself! Mom keeps saying that's too much sugar for one bunny to eat but I promise I will eat it slowly and even share some with Miss Binks. If I have to.

2) A new Stupid Blanket. My current ones are getting pretty chewed up and I am always in need of having one on back-up, ready to go at a moments notice should any of the present blankets be deemed too holey for me to play with.....I mean, savagely dig, chew and shred.

3) A seagrass mat - I love chewing on those! They are so crunchy and tasty! Plus they are easy to toss around and fling into the air....

4) A flap for the door to the storage area, so I can still sneak inside even when the door is closed and rummage through those boxes, suitcases and Rubbermaid containers!

5) Treats. Any kind, any flavour, any brand. Treats. And more treats.

So Santa Paws, as you can see, I am not asking for a whole lot. Hopefully this list will be a good starting point - feel free to expand on my ideas.

In return, I will continue to be a good bunny and love Miss Binks with all my heart. In fact, she is calling me over for ear licks right now so I had better get busy. Thank you for taking the time to read my letter and I promise to remember to leave out some carrots and water for you on Christmas Eve.

Thank you!

Fluffy

So that's my letter - what do you think? Too much? Not enough? Well, I guess we will have to wait and see...

Until then, I would like to take this opportunity to wish all of my Peeps a very Merry Christmas, Hoppy Holiday, Festive Season and a wonderful and prosperous new year! Thanks for reading my blog - see you in 2011!

Lots of Bunny Love,

Fluffy and Binky

P.S. Here's our Christmas Card - I'm the handsome dude in the middle.....

Dear iPhone People.....

2010-12-11T17:27:00.000-08:00

Dear iPhone People,

It is with dire need that I request that you STOP making products that are so easy to use that even my technically inept Mom can figure them out. Thanks to the iPhone 4, she has turned into a Paparazzi-wannabe, following me all over the place and recording my every move.

Due to my utter and complete adorableness, I am now the subject of constant documentation. I have been photographed or filmed doing just about everything a bunny does: sleeping, eating, pooping (yes, pooping! Who the heck wants to watch that? "I do!" Be quiet Mom!), running, hiding, exploring and most of all, chewing my Stupid Blankets.

I have been followed into the depths of the storage area, been spotlighted in the darkest of areas, had close up after close up of everything from my nose to my bald ears to my bum! "But it's so cute Fluffy! Your bum is my favourite part!"

*sigh* Please. Isn't there a switch somewhere you can flip that will make my Mom's iPhone not work anymore? Certainly you have the power to perform such a task. I remember a day when phones were just phones, used for the sole purpose of talking to one another. Not filming, editing and posting on to youtube in one easy step.....

Why must I be so adorable?

Fluffy

Binky The Carrot Thief

2010-11-25T18:19:00.000-08:00

Have a look at this video. This is what I have to deal with every single night. Binky, stealing my carrots.

It's no secret that carrots are her favourite. When mom or dad put the dinner plate down, they always hand deliver one baby carrot right to Miss Binks. "Special delivery for Miss Binky Binkowski! Are you Miss Binky Binkowski?"

"Why yes, I am!"

"Then this is for you!"

Then she proceeds to hide under the coffee table to eat it. No special delivery for me. I have to get up and hop over to the plate. *sigh*

Usually I start with parsley if there is any. Then I go for the dill. I used to love kale but Mom says my pee is a little sludgy so kale is officially off the menu. Next I'll sniff around the romaine and eventually find my own baby carrot. I start to nibble. As soon as this happens, Binky's ears perk up. Usually by this time she has finished her carrot and has a hankering for another, so over she hops. She will sniff the plate and even if she smells another carrot, she won't go for that one. Oh no. She has to go for MY carrot. Watch the video again......see? She comes up to the plate, almost touches her nose to another carrot, but doesn't take it. She wants MINE.

"Fluffy, what do you have?"

chompchompchomp "Nuffin'" chompchompchomp....

"It sounds like a carrot. Can I have it?" And before I even get a chance to answer, POOF, it's gone. That's okay Binks. Not like I was in the middle of eating that or anything. Sure, go ahead. Take it from right under my nose......

You owe me ear licks.....

Fluffy

P.S. Hoppy Thanksgiving to all my American Peeps out there!

P.P.S Thanks to Jade for the fix tip for the video!

Buns Just Wanna Have Fun

2010-11-11T14:20:00.000-08:00

You know, sometimes us rabbits just want to have a little fun. Then Mommies have to come and spoil everything.

Yup, she left to door to the storage closet open again and we all know I am not one to pass up a good misadventure! First I had to weave my way around a step ladder. Second, I had to climb over a mountain of shoes in a cardboard box. That got me to the luggage, so I hopped on top of that and that took me way to the back where the other boxes and Rubbermaid totes are - I like jumping across the tops of those! Mom must've heard me because she started calling my name.

I was back on the luggage trying to figure out how I got in there in the first place and then here comes Mom with her silly iPhone deciding to catch me in the act! It was pretty dark in there but Mom had a flashlight she kept shining on me. Thanks for blinding me with that light, Mom. You know I can't see a thing when you shine it on me right?

"McFluffersons! You GIT outta there!"

I couldn't see a darn thing. She was waving that torch around - on me, on the floor, back on me, on the ceiling - geez Mom! That's not helping! She kept trying to reach for me but a big bag of pillows blocked her way and her fingertips could only barely touch me. Finally she got so annoyed, she put the flashlight and iPhone down, leaned really far in and managed to scoop me with one hand - darn I hate being so light! It's too easy for her to pick me up singlehandedly!

Yeah, so I was busted, but it was still fun. And of course I had to make a big deal of it by thumping her once I got back into our room. It's so annoying when I am trying to pretend that I am in the depths of the Amazon Jungle searching for wild carrots and being all stealth and fierce. Then here comes Mom wielding her silly flashlight trying to ruin everything. *SIGH* Can't a bunny have a misadventure in peace?

Fluffy

Despite What She Thinks, Mom Is Not Funny.

2010-11-01T19:02:00.000-07:00

"WHAT?! A LOBSTER?!"

"No Fluffy, a LOP-ster! You're a Big Tough LOP-ster, get it?"

"Oh, I get it alright. I'm a stupid lobster! That's not the kind of Halloween costume I wanted! I wanted something brave, strong and powerful! Something cool, something hip, something creative! Not a crustacean!!!!"

But Fluffy, lobsters are tough - they have those claws you can pinch with. And red is really your colour...."

*siiiggghhhh* So I was a LOP-ster for Halloween. How humiliating. Look at me. I couldn't even bear to look at the camera - I have completely given up. I'll bet Mom has never seen a lobster run around at top speed and thump, but that's what she got. Then she had to parade me around to the kids who came trick or treating. "Oh look at that funny bunny! He's a lobster!"

Oh, of course Binky was pretty and precious in her angel wings. No one laughed at her. Everyone fawned over her beauty and delicateness. Gentle pets, ooo's and aaaaaah's for Binks. Plenty of finger-pointing and laughs for me. How am I supposed to regain even an ounce of dignity after this degradation?
There is no telling how this may have scarred me for life. I'm probably going to need therapy. I'll be featured on that show "What Ever Happened to...?" and they will be like "Hey, remember that Big Tough Lop with the cool blog? Whatever happened to him?"

"Oh, his Mom dressed him up as a lobster for Halloween one year....he never recovered...."

"Wow....sad."

Scooter was a bumble bee, a very disapproving and depressed bumble bee. He's one of those bunnies who, when you dress him up, just sits there pathetically, waiting for you to take the picture and hopefully promptly remove it.

And you know, Halloween only means that Christmas is that much closer. And what does that mean? It means stupid red hats with furry trim, velvet collars with bells and scarves with holly! Bah humbug - somebunny save me!

Fluffy

Okay, Now Back To Me....

2010-10-23T18:57:00.000-07:00

Okay, so do you think we can get back to talking about me again? I mean, this IS my blog after all. Enough about Dad and how wonderful he is, enough about Brie and how crazy she is - let's talk about me!

Hmmm, well maybe I don't really have that much new or exciting stuff to share, except for the fact that Mom has a new iPhone. This means more silly nonsense videos like the one above. She never goes anywhere without that thing. She is constantly using it for emails, texts, and games, games, games! Even Dad is getting a little annoyed with her. He said to her the other night "So if you divorce that iPhone, does it get half your stuff?" Mom just sneered at him and said he was just jealous because he couldn't play "Angry Birds" on his new Blackberry.

Anyway, back to me. So the dreaded Halloween season is upon us and Mom has asked me what I'd like to be. "Mom, I am NOT dressing up this year!"

"Oh but Fluffy, you were so cute last year when you were a dragon! And the year before? When you were Super Bunny? Don't tell me you didn't like running around with that red cape billowing out behind you...I know you did..."

"I did not!" Okay, maybe I did just a little, but I am certainly not going to tell her that! "Why can't I just be a bunny?!"

"Because you already ARE a bunny! The whole idea is to dress up as something you're not!"

"So I wasn't really a Super Hero two years ago?! You said I was! You said I was a REAL Super Hero!"

"Um, well, yes! Yes you were! What I mean is, for Halloween we get to dress up in clothes we don't normally get to wear....yes, that's what I meant. How about being a pumpkin?"

"No."

"A pirate?"

"No!"

"How about a goblin?"

Oh hey, that's kinda cool, but no. "NO Mom! I just want to be me!"

*sigh* "Whatever. Binky, would you like to be a sweet little angel for Halloween?"

"Yes please...."

"See Fluffy? Binky likes Halloween!"

"Binks! You're not helping my case!"

"But I like dressing up. I was a Princess one year. I'd like to be an angel. With pretty wings."

"You got it Binks!"

So much for sticking together. Well, Binky is already an angel in my eyes anyway. I just hope Mom finds something cool for me. Something that represents who I really am, a Big Tough Lop, an adventure-seeker, a daring, brave and devilishly handsome rabbit. I wonder if they make James Bond costumes in my size....?

Fluffy

A Hammy Misadventure

2010-10-09T20:20:00.000-07:00

Yes, usually it's me, McFluffersons, who gets into bunny misadventures. But alas, this misadventure is a scary tale (tail?) of a not-so-wee hamster named Brie and her escape-artist ways. As some of you may recall, Brie is our hammy friend who lives in the living room. She is tough and hearty, handles well and has no fear. She also has a penchant for chewing her way out of her exercise balls. You see, when she is in them rolling around, she will chew off the little notches that twist and hold it shut. Brie is 10 months old and is on her 10th ball. That's right, she averages about one ball per month.

So last night she was out in her ball, rolling around and bumping into walls and chair legs and whatnot. Mom was in the living room watching television. Mom noticed that she didn't hear the ball any more - she wasn't too panicked as sometimes, Brie just sits for a rest or gets wedged someplace and mom has to go and rescue her. Well, mom got up to find out where she was and there it was - her ball, on the floor, lid off, hamster gone.

Mom was immediately on all fours calling out her name. "Brie! Brie where are you?" Then she called for Dad to come upstairs to help look for her. And then she saw it. The air vent. The ball was parked right next to it and the register was one of those old ones with an antique design, plenty of room for a hamster to get through. Her heart sank... "Oh GOD! She's in the VENT!!!!!!!!!!"

Mom and Dad made quick work of ripping the register off from the wall and used a flashlight and mirror to see what they could. The vent reached about a foot under the cabinet and then dropped - to the furnace! Dad spilled all the pots and pans out from the cupboard and ripped the floor of the cupboard out to get better access, but she was nowhere to be found. Mom was completely hysterical. Once Dad was able to get her to be quiet, they heard Brie. She was scratching somewhere in the bowels of the furnace system.

While Dad tried to devise a plan, mom ran upstairs to the computer to find heating and air conditioning companies - she needed someone to come out ASAP! She called every single one she could find. It was 11:15 pm and virtually every one of them was nothing more than an answering machine so she tried desperately to hold back her tears and leave coherent messages for them to call back. One company did answer but after mom explained the situation, that we had lost a hamster down a vent, he actually laughed at her. "Sorry, we don't do hamsters." Mommy's heart sunk a thousand depths. The next place she called had an operator that put her in touch with a 24-hour on-call person. She called and explained the situation. He didn't think he could help but agreed to come out. Mom thanked him profusely - finally, help was on the way.....

And then she heard Dad from the basement.

"I GOT HER!!!!!"

"WHAT? Are you sure?!" Mom screamed. "YUP! I've got her in my hands right now!" Mom burst into tears.

She ran downstairs to find Dad holding one very dusty, dirty and aluminum-smelling hamster. She scooped her in her hands and kissed her all over. "How did you get her out?"

"I went to the furnace room and listened for her. I followed the sound and started pulling metal tubes out from the furnace. I found her at the bottom of one......" Mom cried on Dad's shoulder as she gave him a big hug. Daddy saved Brie's life. Mommy called the heating guy back and told him that Brie was safe so he didn't need to make the trip. All was well and she was safe.

Upon later inspection, Mom and Dad can't seem to figure out how Brie ended up where she did. They followed the vent from below the kitchen counter and it led right to the top of the furnace. Somehow, Brie managed to bypass dropping directly down into it and continued down another vent that later dropped another 6 feet to almost floor level. And there she stayed until Dad rescued her. Mom and Dad both believe a very special angel was watching over her last night.

The above picture was taken right after she was put back in her cage. You can't quite tell but her nose, mouth and ear tips are all dirty. She spent the night giving herself a good groom and is almost back to normal.

Mom and Dad are so thankful that she is safe and sound. Little Brie, even though she is so small, is still a very big part of our family. And that was one serious Hamster Misadventure.....

Fluffy

BunFest 2010

2010-09-25T14:27:00.000-07:00

Oh, it's close alright, it's tomorrow!

No, that's not me, that's Hattie - isn't she cute? And BunFest is a really big convention that Mom organizes every year for Rabbit Rescue. It raises a lot of money for all of the bunnies who need it.

Mom has been working on BunFest since about June and these last few weeks have been very busy. "Mom! It's time you updated my blog!" I reminded her. "I know, I know, I'm sorry. I've just been so busy with all this BunFest stuff lately I just haven't had time..."

"Well, you can't keep my peeps waiting!"

The summer has come to an end and the humid days are moving off into the sunset, although a few of them still hang around. The patio door is open more and Miss Binks and I like to sniff the cool, fall air. Nutters and Butters are packing their cheeks with nuts for the winter even though it's quite a ways off. And as the leaves begin to change colour, it's a reminder that it's BunFest time!

BunFest is a lot of fun and Mom works really hard gathering all the volunteers together for one common cause - to help Rabbit Rescue raise money! It's become quite the event and it's grown in so many ways. We get to educate people about proper bunny care like diet, housing, spaying and neutering and people can come and bring their bunnies and meet other bunny parents too. It's so important that there be a great support system of pet rabbit owners and BunFest is a great way to nurture that.

There are all kinds of things for bunnies to do there as well. There is a BunSpa, Glamour Shots, a Cafe and Lounge and you can even make your own bunny toy to take home! Not to mention all the toys, treats and merchandise there is to buy.

Where else can you get a free consultation with a rabbit-savvy vet? Fresh farm grown hay, bagged on the spot? AND get a loot bag? Hey, it's not a party without loot bags!

It's tons of fun and if there are any bunnies in the southern Ontario region, please come out and check it out! Click here for all the details.

Once BunFest is over, Mom says she is going to take a really long nap, like, REALLY long. But until then, the next 24 hours are going to be crazy busy! "Hey Mom!!"

"Yes, Fluffy?"

"Don't forget to bring home all kinds of presents for us okay?"

"Oh yes, Fluffy, presents for everybunny!!!"

Fluffy

The Little Blue Box

2010-09-09T19:14:00.000-07:00

Well, if there was any doubt before about whether or not Binky is a spoiled bunny, this picture should confirm it.

This post is pretty much a continuation of how awesome my Dad is. Even though I didn't get anything from Tiffany's - harumph.

Mom just celebrated a milestone birthday - the BIG 4-0. "Fluffy! Don't post to the world how old I am!!!"

"Oh Mom, relax, it's just a number....."

Anyway, Dad took her to New York City for the weekend and also took her to Tiffany's on 5th Avenue to pick out something for herself. Mom chose a charm bracelet and some charms - very nice indeed. Everything was beautifully wrapped in a blue Tiffany box and tied with a white fabric ribbon.

So according to Mom, there is something about Tiffany's that is special. Something about an incredible feeling that rushes over your body when someone hands you that blue Tiffany box with the white ribbon. Apparently, women all over the world swoon over the scenario of receiving such a gift, and Mom is no exception. "It's just so very special! Tiffany's is very special. You know Mom isn't really into brand names and fancy-shmancy stuff, but Coach and Tiffany's are her only exceptions. And did you know that at Tiffany's they learn how to tie the ribbon in a very special way so that all you have to do is tug on one loose end and it will automatically unravel and fall open? That's dreamy......"

Whatever.

Okay, so anyway, Dad is awesome for taking Mom to Tiffany's but he is also awesome because he bought something for Binky too! Her very own Tiffany scarf. That's her in the picture wearing it, posing next to her blue Tiffany box. "Binky's my girl...." he told Mom that day, "...and she deserves something special, too."

"Fluffy, don't I look pretty? Doesn't this scarf look beautiful against my white Dolce & GaBunny track suit?" she asked. "You're always pretty, Binks. It's really nice with your pink eye too!"

So there you have it. Mom and Binky, two very spoiled ladies! But I guess they deserve it. Miss Binks keeps her scarf in her little blue box on her wardrobe shelf, right next to the box with her Coach scarf. She might just very well be the best dressed bunny in town....

Fluffy

Sometimes It's Not All About Me

2010-08-29T20:13:00.000-07:00

Sure, this blog may be about me, Fluffy McFluffersons, Big Tough Lop Extraordinaire and all of my bunny misadventures. But sometimes someone else steals the show and I feel compelled to step back and let them get all the attention. And this is one of those times.

There is no doubt I am a very lucky bunny to have the family that I do. And this week I am very proud of someone very special to me. My Dad. Not only does my Dad let me chew all his cotton shirts beyond recognition, but he also loves bunnies to an amazing degree. Two weeks ago, a friend of his at work brought in three baby cottontails that he found huddled under his truck in a parking lot. Knowing my dad loves bunnies, he figured he'd know what to do. Dad brought them home and after one night with us, took them to a wildlife rehabber. She took them in, fed them well and kept them safe until they were old enough and strong enough to be on their own. Then Dad (with Mom in tow) picked them up and released them back into the wild.

Although Mom and Dad would LOVE to have a cottontail as a pet, they know the best thing for them is to live their life as the wild animal they are. So they felt very lucky to have been able to help these bunnies and set them free, back to Mother Nature and a happy cottontail life! We introduce to you Winken, Blinken and Nod....

My Dad is the best. He has the biggest heart, and the best cotton shirts to chew. I love you Dad!

Fluffy

The Two Foot Rule

2010-08-17T19:28:00.000-07:00

Okay, every bunny owner knows there is a rule. It's called the Two Foot Rule. It's a simple way of maintaining order and preventing the world as you know it from being completely destroyed. The Two Foot Rule is quite simple. If you don't want it chewed, keep it at least two feet off the ground.

Us bunnies can tell a quality item from an inferior item. For example, I never chew on Mom's Payless Shoes, but I love a good chow down on her Birkenstocks! Another example is Mom's Coach purse. Mom loves Coach. And so do I! The leather is so soft and supple and a dream to snack on. It's not very often I get the opportunity to sink my teeth into something so premium, but recently, the opportunity presented itself.

All I had to do was hop over to it sitting on the floor and Mom was on me like stink. "McFlufferson! Get away from Mommy's Coach purse right now!" She got up and ran over to it, only to discover that she was too late - I had already indulged! Check out the close-up of my handy work - matching notches on the trim and the strap, along with a scratch for good measure. "BAH!!!!!!" she raged as she shook her fist at me. "FLUFFY! How could you?! Mommy's best purse!" she whined. "Come on Mom. The Two Foot Rule. You know it and I know it. The second you put that thing on the floor and walked away, it was fair game!" She sighed and conceded defeat. "Yes Fluffs, you're right. Mom should have known better...."

Check out some more examples of my handy work. These are the baseboards in our room. Pretty impressive, huh? And just so you know, this work of art extends around the entire perimeter of the room, exactly even too! Of course, some areas, like behind the TV cabinet and behind the couch are not quite complete, but work has begun. In fact, when we got the new carpet, Mom and Dad had to move the couch, and couldn't figure out how Binky and I got to the back of it to start some chewing. Clearly we are proving ourselves to be quite the unpredictable pair.

And here is a shot of Miss Binks taking credit for the coffee table legs - notice how she has delicately chewed around ever corner. Every leg looks like this. You can even see work has begun on the part above the shelf as well. This is a work in progress - we are aiming for a completion date of early 2012.

So there you have it folks. If you've never heard of the Two Foot Rule, consider yourselves warned. If you want it kept in pristine condition, keep it two feet off the ground. Otherwise - CHOMP!

Fluffy

Ahhh, The Glamorous Life.....

2010-08-04T17:32:00.000-07:00

Aren't we cute? Seriously...isn't Miss Binks just the prettiest little thing you've ever seen? It's no wonder I am so in love with her....

Mom and Dad went on vacation last week and all of us got to visit our Auntie Jessica. She is a great photographer - bunnies are her muses and she takes great pictures of them. She made us look like movie bunns! To see more of her work, click here. Jessica has five bunnies of her own as well as a foster hamster named Mocha. She recently bought Mocha a brand new Habitrail set up so we pretty much consider that an adoption. She is still in denial, but Mom and Dad know from experience that it's just a matter of time.....:)

Here's a shot of Brie. Jessica had to give her craisins to snack on to get her to stay still. She is a wily little hamster who is always on the move. She loves rolling in her exercise ball but she has a habit of nibbling the little notches off while she is inside, thus escaping from her ball and scaring the bejesus out of Mom and Dad as they search high and low for her. Does anyone know if they make screw-top hamster balls? Brie is only 8 months old and she is currently on her ninth ball. Please let Mom know if you do.

And her is a shot of Scooter (right) and Jessica's bunny Hot Dog (left). Hot Dog is a rex bunny - you can almost see how super soft he is! Don't they look handsome together? Their fur is the exact same colour! Scooter is very photogenic - he has this whole Derek Zoolander thing going on that makes Mom giggle and give him extra smooches.

So, now that we are home, Binks and I are also back in the family room downstairs. And yes, the brand new carpet is down as well. Binks wasn't too impressed. "All that hard work I did shredding up the edges behind the TV, gone to waste! It took me YEARS to do that!" I tried to reassure her. "Don't worry Binks, we can shred the new carpet just as nice, maybe even nicer! Look over there - the corner is sticking up! Let's go to town!" and with that we headed off to the corner of the room to begin work on our latest bunstruction project.....

Fluffy

Temporary Digs

2010-07-21T17:38:00.000-07:00

There's water in the basement. Well, the was water in the basement.

The furnace started leaking water every time the air conditioner went on, and with the crazy hot summer we've been having, it was on a lot. The water trickled over to the wall where it seeped under the floor and on over to the next room, which is our room. Then it came up through the laminate floors, the underpadding and the carpet. Mom realized the problem when she walked into our room and her feet left wet footprints - yuck!

She called a plumber, who cleaned out a hose and said that the problem was solved. One week later, more water. She called him back and he then insisted the water was coming in from outside when it rained. Mommy looked at him funny and insisted that wasn't the issue. He insisted it was. Mommy hates it when service people come over and think that just because she is a lady that she doesn't know anything. But she knows more than a thing or two.

She tried calling other plumbers but all were very busy and the wait would be very long. Then one plumber, upon listening to the problem, said he knew exactly what it was and told her how to fix it herself. So she did, with the help of a co-worker who can fix anything with a pipe wrench and a can of WD40. Turns out that plumber guy cleaned out the wrong hose. The basement has been dry ever since. Where was Dad in all this? Well, let's just say it's better if Daddy stays away from the tools, for everyone's sake.

Needless to say, with all of this going on, Binks and I were moved upstairs to the main floor. We like it up there - all new places to explore! Here is a picture of me guarding the DVDs.

Binky likes hiding under the couch. She has to flatten herself out like a pancake to slide under there but she can do it. Despite having no carpet, we both do pretty well and Binks is able to get up to a good trott when that box of raisins is given a good shake. She also likes ripping up the flyers in the magazine rack. Here is a shot of her proudly running around with a piece of paper in her mouth...silly girl.

So Mom and Dad ripped up the carpet and underpadding and the garbage men took it away yesterday. A brand new carpet has been ordered and should arrive any day. Then we will get all set up back in our brand new room! Personally I can't wait to get started nibbling on the new carpet edges - hee hee!

Before I sign off, I would like to acknowledge the fact that my little bunny blog has reached over 10,000 hits! Mommy is really proud of me and I am feeling pretty proud myself! Who knew three years ago when I first started posting, that this fun little world that I share with you would gain so much interest? Thanks goes out to all my peeps for reading the redonculousness that I write - and of course, thanks to Mom who takes my dictation and types it all out. It's hard to type when you don't have opposing thumbs to hit that spacebar......

Fluffy

Getting Away From It All And Trying To Heal

2010-07-07T17:23:00.000-07:00

Every summer Mom and Dad take us all up to the cottage for a weekend of relaxation. We really like it up there because the air smells clean and fresh and different. We live in our expens and it's like camping for us, but indoors.

Here is a goofy shot of Mom snorgling Binks and I on the deck and trying to take a picture at the same time. We got to see all kinds of animals too. There were two families of ducks - mommies with babies - that were swimming around our beach (you can see them in the background of the above pic of me lounging on the deck). And one day, a whole army of Canada Geese, adults and babies, hung out nearby. Chippy and Redmond (the chipmunk and squirrel) were nowhere to be found - probably because there has been some construction lately and the blasting of rocks. And of course, lots of seagulls just waiting for bread.

During his out-of-cage time, Scooter came over to sniff us. He really wanted to hang out and he danced around our expen and did head shakes and binkies! This made Mom and Dad laugh - they were happy to see him so happy, but also still sad that he is obviously lonely and missing Ella. Miss Binks was not impressed though. She and Scooter have a shady past and she did NOT appreciate him hanging around our pen. In fact, at one point she had him pinned between the pen and the couch and gave him a good box until Mommy came to break it up. Then she sniffed the chunk of Scooter fur that landed in the pen and did a victory flop, obviously very pleased with herself.

So Scooter learned to stay away from her and only came up to where he could see me at the pen. "Hi Fluffy."

"Hi Scooter. How are you?"

"I'm doing okay. I'm pretty lonely though. It's nice to see other bunnies, even if Binky hates me."

"Awww, don't worry about her. She's just a tough gal. I am sorry you are lonely."

"I miss Ella so much. She was my sweet little girl. Everything I do just isn't as fun as it was when she was by my side. You are lucky to have Binky." Scooter smooshed his nose through the bars of the expen. "Yes, I am." I said. "I'll bet you miss Ella lots - she was a special little bunny. But she wouldn't want you to be sad. You will see her again one day, but until then, you gotta keep your chin up..."

"I try. I just miss having her cuddle up next to me. I miss her smell, her soft fur, her tiny little face....and her licks. I miss her licks most of all. I would give anything to have her give me just one more lick..." Scooter's big, brown eyes blinked slowly with the memory. I hopped up to his face and said "Well, I can give you a few licks. They might not be as good as Ella's, but they are licks just the same." And I proceeded to lick his nose through the bars. Scooter closed his eyes and rested his head to the floor. "That's nice. That's very nice indeed. Thank you Fluffy, I do feel better. You are a nice friend to comfort me like that."

"No problem buddy. But you'd better get out of here before Binky catches a whiff of you and returns with a vengence!"

And with that, he hopped away to his expen and flopped out in the cool breeze of the open window, eyes softly shut, with memories of his sweet little Ella dancing in his head....

Fluffy

When A Heart Is Broken

2010-06-23T17:30:00.000-07:00

When a heart is broken, there is a pain that cannot be described. When a loved one leaves you, the grief can silence the world around you, yet scream inside your soul. Our family is very sad right now. We have lost our dear little friend Ella.

This is a picture of Ella and I together. You see, when Mom and Dad first got her, they tried to bond her to Binky and I, but Miss Binks would not have it. And little Ella would not have it either. So for a while, I shared my time with each of them - separately of course - until Mom and Dad adopted Scooter exclusively for Ella.

And so the two of them bonded strong and lived happily, until last Saturday. Little Ella was not eating with her usual gusto, so Mom and Dad took her to the vet. An xray revealed a severe kidney infection and they were told that little Ella had weeks, maybe even only days, left to live. There was no way Mom and Dad could ever have been prepared to hear that news. Ella was taken to the back room to begin aggressive treatment and Mom and Dad went home, fully intending to return later in the afternoon with Scooter so they could be together. An hour later, they received a phone call. As they tried to hook Ella up to the I.V.'s, she went into cardiac arrest. They tried CPR but could not bring her back. She was gone.

I can't recall a sadness like this ever being in our house. Mom and Dad are grieving hard - not having a chance to say goodbye to Ella devastated them. Mommy is full of "what-if's" and keeps reliving the memory of that morning while Dad does his best to take care of her and deal with his own grief.

And then there is Scooter. Mom and Dad made sure he had time with Ella after she passed so that he could try to understand for himself what had happened. But he is clearly lonely, missing her, looking for her. At night, he has taken to sitting in the hallway infront of Mom and Dad's bedroom, looking for company perhaps, or maybe just making sure they don't disappear too. He is getting smothered with extra love and attention from Mom and Dad though and they hope that he is able to understand what has happened to his precious Ella.

Ella was a firecracker. A three-legged bunny with attitude to spare. Ella from the House of Monster was one of her many nicknames. Mommy called her her Little Star and she and Ella had a very special bond. Ella filled our lives with love, friendship, humour and top-notch amusement. She had a devoted following and was loved beyond measure. We imagine that she is at the Rainbow Bridge, running through the fields of clover - on four legs, not three! - towards the strawberry patch that is always in season. She is making many new friends and watches over us all while grooming her little angel wings.

I'm a sad bunny. Not just because Ella is gone, but because one day, I might be left alone too. I can't imagine not having my Binks with me. So I send a big hug to my buddy Scooter and to all of the other bunnies out there who are missing somebunny special.

Give all your bunnies extra snorgles today. Because you just don't know if there will be a chance to tomorrow....

Fluffy

THUMPS for Southwest Airlines!

2010-06-16T19:42:00.000-07:00

THUMP! Well aparently, Southwest Airlines not only doesn't want bunnies as passengers in their airplanes, they don't know SQUAT about bunnies either!

It all started off innocently enough when a Bunspace peep of mine decided to write a letter to Southwest Airlines asking them if they would consider allowing pet rabbits to ride in the cabins of their airplanes, just like they allow dogs and cats. She created a petition and worked very hard to gather over 500 signatures of people who also wanted to have the option of taking their pet bunnies up into the air with them when they travel. Here is the letter that was sent....

December 8, 2009

Dear Southwest Airlines, Customer Relations,

I was pleased to see on your website that you are now accepting dogs and cats in-cabin on your airlines. I am writing to request that you consider adding domestic rabbits to the pets that you accept. Domestic rabbits are the third largest pet in the U.S. Bunny owners have had difficulty finding air transportation when travelling with their pets. Continental Airlines and Alaska Airlines saw the need, and they have responded by including rabbits along with dogs and cats as allowable pets in-cabin with their owners.

Domestic rabbits are very well behaved travelling pets. They make little noise, unlike a dog or cat. They are generally litter-trained, and they are comfortable travelling in small confined areas, such as a carry-on pet carrier. They are typically smaller than dogs and cats, and people tend to have fewer allergies to them.

We are a substantially large part of the travelling population, and we have been forced to travel on a select one or two airlines, or travel by car with our pets. I, for one, much prefer Southwest Airlines to most airlines I have travelled on, and would very much appreciate the opportunity to increase my travels with your company.

To educate yourselves on domestic rabbits as pets, I invite you to visit these websites:

www.rabbit.org and www.bunspace.com. You will see that adding rabbits to your acceptable pets would be a rewarding endeavor for you to consider.

Thank you for your time and attention to this matter.

Sounds nice and respectful to me, right? Well, the response she got was, let's say, not so much....

I don't know about you, but it seems to me this Adrienne lady has her facts all wrong! Plus, Mom thinks her sarcasm is tactless, not to mention weak at best. "Hare Jordans"? "Carrotblanca"? And where are we supposed to be chewing these wires on an airplane?! Are they stuffed in the carriers with us? And Bugs Bunny isn't even real - boy, she's in for some disappointment.

Don't get us wrong - each airline has a right to refuse bunnies if they want, but to take a request that someone worked very hard to compile and turn it in to such a JOKE.......it's just not cool.

The House Rabbit Society has also weighed in.....read here.

Mommy and Daddy will most certainly NOT be flying Southwest Airlines anytime soon. We hope that all you rabbit-lovers out there who share our same disappointment and disgust will agree. Please feel free to share your thoughts and send a polite letter or phone call to:

Jim Ruppel
Vice President Customer Relations and Rapid Rewards
P.O. Box 36647
Dallas, TX 75235-1647
Phone: 214-792-4223 during business hours

E-mail: feedback form

You can also go to Southwest's Facebook profile and leave a message for them on their wall.

I think bunnies around the world deserve an apology.

As well as First Class accomodations and all-you-can-eat carrots.

Fluffy

Where For Art Thou?

2010-06-08T17:47:00.000-07:00

I like to hide. It's like an adventure. I feel like Christobun Columbus, exploring and investigating hidden passageways to far-off depths of the basement. Here is a picture of me hiding behind the dryer.....

"Fluffy! Git out from behind there!" Mom screeches. I look at her, then I look away, like I didn't hear what she just said. "McFluffersons.......OUT! It's too dangerous back there!"

No it's not! It's cool! There are all these tubes winding in and out of places, huge dust bunnies that float in the air when I walk by, dark, mysterious corners of cold tile and battered drywall. It's an adventurous bunny's dream come true! What was that sound?! The Raisin Box? Oh no, I'm not falling for that one....I'm staying right here.....

I've found many places to hide in this basement. When I am not hanging behind the dryer, chances are, if the door has been left open, I am in the storage area, weaving in and out of a maze of Rubbermaid bins, cardboard boxes, Christmas decorations and luggage sets - plenty to chew on! And it's really dark in there - Mom has to come in with a flashlight to look for me. Usually I see the beam of light flickering about and that is my cue to bolt it out of there. One time I bolted so fast past Mom, she got startled and hit her head on the low ceiling.

Then there is the furnace room. The door is almost always closed but every once in a while, Mom has to go in there to get something and off I go, following right behind her. *sigh* "Fluffy......you know you aren't supposed to be in here......" What's this? "It's a furnace....now git!" What's this? "It's the old toy box filled with bunny stuff....." And this? "The central vac hose......McFluffersons! No chewing on that! Stop it!" That's when I take off like a shot of lightning and beeline it back to the bunny room and flop out beside Miss Binks, my little tummy rising and falling at a rapid pace.

"Fluffy, your whiskers are dusty....."

"That's because I am a brave Bunny Explorer, conquering new lands and discovering hidden treasures!"

"That's nice..." and with that, she begins to groom my dusty whiskers.....

Fluffy

sniiiiiiiiiiffffffffffffffffffffff Ahhhhhhhhh!

2010-05-24T17:27:00.000-07:00

There is nothing like the smell of a beautiful spring day! Look at me! Outside! For the first time this year! Of course Mom kept her eagle eye on me because of that mad dash I made last year where I ran around the neighbourhood and almost got hit by a van. Considering that, I'm lucky to see the blue sky at all...

Miss Binks and I were allowed to frollick in the grass in our pen. I got busy digging because it's not often my little paws really get to dig in anything substantial. I ripped through that grass and got down to the dirt. Then I flopped in it - it was nice and cool! But Mom had to give me a little brush off before I was allowed back in the house. Miss Binks decided that every blade of grass needed to be flat rather than upright. "These grassies are sticking up between my toesies and I don't like that! Stay flat, you grassies!" and with that she proceeded to flatten out all the grass within her reach.

Miss Binks loves to sniff the air. "Mmmmm, are those roses? I do believe they are. And perhaps some.....lilacs. Yes, definitely lilacs."

"I smell dirt."

*sigh* "That's because you're lying in it Fluffy! You'd better clean yourself up before snorgling with me or you will get my white Dolce & Gabunny track suit all dirty...."

It's nice to hear the sounds of spring first-hand - the birds chirping in the trees, the breeze blowing through the green, leafy branches, the buzz of the bees visiting our flowerbed and polinating future generations of flowers. Of course, it was all interrupted by Nutters and Butters screeching at us from the tree tops. "Hey! Fill up that squirrel feeder! Can't you see we emptied it yesterday? SHEESH!" They are so amusing the way they sit on their haunches and click and chatter at us, their tails rippling and vibrating in disgust and anger. They make Mom laugh, and I think that just angers them more.

Binks eventually came over and flopped out beside me in the shade. "Isn't it nice outside today Fluffy? The sky is so blue and the breeze is so sweet..."

"It sure is Binks, and I'm glad I have you here with me to enjoy it." And on that note I proceeded to give her some nice ear licks. She leaned her head into mine and let out a contented sigh. And I did the same. Right here, right now, life is perfect.

Fluffy

Who Invited The Giant Rabbit?!

2010-05-12T19:35:00.000-07:00

Seriously?! I mean, I know that even though I go by the name Big Tough Lop around here, I am only 3 and a half pounds. But that doesn't mean that I don't think I am the biggest rabbit in this house. Well, not anymore.....

This is Pika. She is a Flemmish Giant. She weighs 17 pounds. That is not a typo. 17 pounds.

We are bunnysitting Pika while her Pappy is in Japan. She has been here for a while already - I thought I smelled something "funny" coming from upstairs - turns out it was her. Mom and Dad plopped me down on the little carpet to get a picture of us together. I wasn't there for long because Mom and Dad didn't want me picking up her scent and taking it back downstairs where it would surely set off fireworks between Miss Binks and I - and not the good ones either. Binky hates the smell of strange bunnies and if she can smell one and not see one, I'm the one that gets the nips in the bum!

So they plop me down just long enough for me to look up and go "Whoa Nellie! What the heck is that? Is that a rabbit?!" Then I heard "Say Cheese!" and there was a flash and I was whisked off back to the basement where I told Binks of my adventure....

"Binks, you should have seen her - she was huge!" I told her. "Really? How huge? Like salad-plate-huge?"

"No, bigger than that!"

"Like hidey-house-huge?"

"Nope! Think bigger!"

"Really?! How about litter-box-huge?"

"Yeah, that's more like it, litter-box-huge! Her ears were as long as my entire body! Her feet were like big, fluffy cobs of corn! And her buntocks - oh my bunn - she was like a beachball!" I explained.

"Oh Fluffy, are you sure? I find this hard to believe..." Binks said suspiciously. "No, really! I saw it with my own eyes!"

"Fluffy, you really need to stop imagining such silly things! Honestly....the next thing you know, you'll tell me her poops were the size of meatballs!"

"Well, almost....they were more like chocolate covered almonds...."

"Oh Fluffy, you silly Little Man. Get over here and give me licks before I start believing you!" So over I hopped and it wasn't long before we were in a full-on snorgle. Maybe Binks is right. Maybe I did imagine it. It did seem pretty unreal to me when it happened. I guess for now I will go back to thinking I am the biggest bunny in this house. Yes, that's much better......

Fluffy

The Art Of Being On Time - THUMP!

2010-05-03T09:00:00.000-07:00

Punc·tu·al·i·ty - noun, 1.the quality or state of being punctual. 2.strict observance in keeping engagements; promptness.

This is a word that Mom and Dad need to have explained to them because as of late, they have been sorely lacking in the Punctuality Department!

Let's just start with this weekend. On Saturday, we went to the vet's for a check up and our appointment was for 11:30 am. Well, Mom and Dad didn't get out of bed until just before then, so when they came downstairs to pack us up in our carrier, they didn't even give us time to have breakfast! Usually we get our pellets at about 10 am with lots of fresh hay - oh, we got that alright but we got scooted into our carrier before we could eat anything! THUMP!

Well, the vet visit went well and everything is good. But by the time we got home it was 112:30 pm and we were hungry! And we didn't get our nanners until then too! What the heck?!

Then Mom and Dad went out Saturday night and didn't get home until 11 pm. HELLO?! We eat dinner at 8:30 pm incase you all forgot! Sheesh! By the time our plates of salad arrived, we had forgotten what food even looked like.

Then, like Saturday wasn't enough of an insult, they slept in on Sunday! Dad managed to get downstairs to give us breakfast before high noon, but Mom didn't make the Nanner Delivery until 7:30 pm! 7:30 pm for crying out loud!

Is there a toll-free number I can call? Some sort of hotline?! Because this is just unacceptable! Us bunnies, we like to follow specific schedules and this past weekend was just an insult to bunny time management! And if there isn't a toll-free number, maybe I will start one! 1-888-FEED-MEE! or 1-800-I-HUNGRY! Who's with me?!

Fluffy

Spring Has Sprung

2010-04-19T15:07:00.000-07:00

Spring has sprung! Here is a nice picture of me sniffing some flowers in our garden. Okay, not really. This is a weak photoshop attempt by my mom - this is the garden she wishes she had but with not having a green thumb and not liking getting dirty, pictures of flowers are all she has....

But spring is definitely here. On the nicer days Mom opens the patio doors to let the sweet, fresh air waift in. The birds are chirping their sweet little songs and Nutters and Butters are bouncier than ever! "Hey, Fluffy! Tell your mom we're starving!" Yes, Mom has been slacking of on refilling the squirrel feeder but she promises to fill it soon. Even the Big Fat Cat has resumed his neighbourhood rounds....

So in honour of a fresh new season, Mom has a fresh, new look for my blog. Don't worry my peeps! It is still me, Fluffy McFluffersons! And I will still be filling it with my usual bunny nonsense and misadventures. Mom felt the need to make everything clean and white but she's not sure if she will keep it this way or not. But for now, it's here to stay.

Binks and I want to share a really important event coming up - it's a webinar hosted by two very rabbit-savvy vets from the Ontario Veterinary College here in Canada. They are donating their time to discuss important issues like rabbit care, health, emergencies and lots of other topics. The cost is $10 US and the best part is that all funds will be donated to a very special bunny friend of ours named Rocky.

Rocky is a Bunspacer who has a tumor next to his heart. Specialists at the Ontario Veterinary College have seen his records and case file and are sure they can help him - the only issue is, Rocky lives in Athens, Greece. Bunnies In Need - a wonderful charitable group of Bunspacers - is trying to raise money to fly Rocky out here to Canada so he can get the medical help he needs. All of the money from this upcoming Webinar will go to Rocky's plight.

The Webinar is Thursday, Aprill 22nd, 2010, from 7 pm to 9 pm eastern standard time. For more information on Rocky and the webinar, click here. If you would like to attend the webinar, click here to go directly to paypal and login information will be sent to you once it's available.

Rocky is a really special friend and Binks and I would appreciate everyone's thoughts and prayers for him and his family. I will keep you posted on his situation - thanks peeps!

Fluffy

I Hate Cotton

2010-04-03T18:10:00.000-07:00

Holy Cow! Can my mom slack off any more? It's been like forever since my last blog - all because mom is *busy* - what-EVER!

Well, actually she has been busy - busy at work and busy with Rabbit Rescue (that's where mom and dad volunteer). And with Easter on the doorstep, there are all kinds of Easter-ish things to do as well. Rabbit Rescue has a booth at the All About Pets Show which is happening all this weekend in Mississauga (near Toronto) so they have been working there. They have also been doing some bunny runs too, picking up bunnies from shelters and taking them to their foster homes. Being "bunny people" keeps them hopping, that's for sure. But I told mom, "Mom! I got my peeps out there who want to know what I am up to, so sit down on that computer and type this up for me......!"

So the video I am sharing with you this week features me, of course. It is a good demonstration of my hatred for cotton. Most of you are aware that I have a Stupid Blanket. It's "stupid" because all it does is make smarty-pants comments to me all day so I need to jump up onto the couch where it is and dig and chew it and tell it who's boss (ahem, that would be me BTW). Well, that blanket is made of cotton and I chew it to bits! I pretty much chew anything that is cotton. Including daddy's t-shirts.

Daddy has special "Fluffy shirts" that he wears when he comes downstairs to watch t.v. with me and Binks. I like to hop up onto the couch, jump on his chest and teach those shirts a thing or two. I like to dig at them, chew big holes in them and rip them! Sometimes I accidentally bite right through to daddy's chest, making him screech in pain, but he never chases me away. He has quite a collection of little bunny-bite bruises under those t-shirts.

So enjoy the show! And, on behalf of Miss Binks and myself, I'd like to wish everyone a Hoppy Easter! Enjoy your chocolate Easter eggs, but remember - the ones in the litterbin are not chocolate! Hee hee...

Fluffy

New Hammy In The House

2010-03-16T19:01:00.000-07:00

This is Brie and she is our new hammy sister. She is named after Mom's favourite cheese.

Her mommy and siblings were dumped at a shelter when they were just born. Rabbit Rescue took them in. After we lost Timmy just before Christmas, Mom and Dad kinda knew they would want another hamster, but they weren't ready just yet. A few months later Mom found she was really missing the sound of the wheel spinning at night so her and Dad when to their friend Lisa's house. Lisa was fostering mommy hamster and a few of the babies - Mom and Dad picked a wee girl named Clove to come home with them, and they renamed her Brie.

Brie has already doubled in size from this picture. She is almost 4 months old. She is super fluffy and looks like she has this big poofy skirt that she drags along with her everywhere she goes. She even has two little long tufts of fur that stick out from behind her ears. She is super-sweet and doesn't mind all of the smooches that mom gives or the raspberries that Dad insists on blowing in her belly! She loves to climb the cage walls, dig in her hammy hammock and spin her wheel like a rubber-burning tire! And of course, she loves her ball!

She got the hang of that ball pretty darned fast and by the time her first session in it was over, she was rolling at top speed across the floor. Not even banging into walls could slow her down - she would just shift her bodyweight and head off in a new direction. She can fly right through our dinner plate too. "She's annoying! Evertime I try to settle down to eat, there she is, running right into me!" says Binks. "Awwww, she's still getting the hang of things...she loves running in that ball!" Mom says. Then Brie will come bowling-ball-ing from across the room and bop Binks in the bum. "Stop it you crazy hamster!" and that's when Mom picks up Brie, ball and all, and places her in the hallway so as not to upset Her Royal Highness any further.

I've had a few head meetings with Brie in that ball - parked my head right up to the vents for her to sniff. "Groom me, Brie, groom me!" but she doesn't seem to get it. SHEESH! Boo and Lucky knew what to do. Timmy never did learn but I am determined to teach Brie that grooming my fur through the air vents is fun. *sigh* She's just too busy flying around the room....

It's nice having a hammy in the house again. Mom and Dad always have a smile on their face and they love cuddling her and letting her crawl around on the couch. Mom and Dad say it's unfortunate that hammies don't live for very long - it always breaks their hearts when they lose one. But Brie is still a baby who has a lot of growing to do and hopefully she will be with us for a very long time....

Fluffy

P.S. I just want to thank all of my peeps for checking out Pancakes' story and offering their support to his family. Little Pancakey crossed the Rainbow Bridge a week ago today, but he leaves behind a legacy of love and hope that his parents are determined to transform into something very special to help many more bunnies who need it. He was loved by many and has left a mark on all of our lives - but he also took a wee bit of our hearts with him when he left. Binky free Pancakey....

Birthday Weekend!

2010-03-07T19:03:00.000-08:00

Okay, I'm not sticking my tongue out because I don't like what I am eating - on the contrary - I LOVE babyfood, especially when it's MY BIRTHDAY!!!! Mom prefers to call this an "action shot".

Yes, last weekend was the big bunny birthday weekend. Binky turned 7 on February 26th and I turned 6 on February 28th. We always have a party on the day in between.

Mom bought 5 different flavours of babyfood to see if she can find one that Binky likes. Binky is always nervous she is going to get it all over her white Dolce & Gabunny track suit so she never partakes. Mom served up carrot, banana, applesauce, pear/raspberries and apple/blueberries. Miss Binks refused all 5. I approved four - I passed on the carrots. Mom and Dad played with us lots and we got extra snuggles because we are such good bunnies. She says not all bunnies are as lucky as we are.

Binks and I were also on a new website called Buntocks! Well, actually all four of us bunns were. It's this awesome new blog that posts nothing but bunny bums! Click on the link and look for the four of us on March 3rd - that's Binky, Ella, Scooter and me from left to right. You can send in your bunny bum shots too! Mommy loves bunny bums and says she fancies to snack on any 'tocks she can get her hands on. She's given mine a good nom from time to time. *sigh* SO unnecessary.....

I also want to take this opportunity to introduce you to a new friend of ours. His name is Pancakes and he is a little dwarf bunny who lives in London, ON, Canada. We met him on Bunspace and read his story about how sick he is and how his new parents are doing everything they can to help him. He has been through so much in the last month and everything has been very expensive and overwhelming for his Mom and Dad who love him to bits. His Dad has set up a great website to get the word out about Pancakes and it would really mean a lot to me and Binks if everyone could please go and check out his story. You can learn more about him and how to help by clicking here, and then clicking on "Saving Pancakes" (warning, graphic pictures) or you can read his Bunspace profile here. I know times are tough and not everyone is in a position to help financially but even sending some words of support would be a great help. And please pass the link on to anyone else who you think would be interested. Pancakes deserves a fighting chance and together we can give him one!

Fluffy

Viva Las Vegas!

2010-02-24T18:44:00.000-08:00

This picture was taken on Freemont Street in Las Vegas. Daddy took Mommy there for Valentine's Day. Of course, us bunnies had to stay home.

Well, not exactly. We spent the weekend at Auntie Kim's house! She has a big basement that she doesn't use all that much so we had our two xpens set up down there. Binky and I haven't seen or smelled Ella and Scooter since the cottage last summer, but there they were, right across from us, looking at us the whole time.

Ella and Binky have a deep-set hatred for each other. "I see you there, you little brown bunny!" Binky would snarl. "Yeah? Well I see you too!" Ella would growl back. There was a lot of posturing and ignoring for the most part seeing as neither one could actually get at the other.

Scooter would come over to our cage during his out time. He's a friendly guy but I'm not too keen on another boy being around my girl. And he seems to have completely forgotten about the time Binky attacked him and bit his you-know-what. I have no idea how you could ever forget THAT but he sure was skipping around our xpen like he had no recollection of it.

Mom and Dad think it's a shame that the four of us were never able to bond, not even when we moved into our new house and had all neutral territory. But that's the way the bunny bounces right? Miss Binks and Ella are just two girls who will NEVER get along and well, Scooter and I can't seem to figure out who's boss either. So there we were, two bonded pairs spenting five days looking across at each other, reminded of the fact that the other two exist.

Auntie Kim is really nice. She has a lot of animals at her house - a foster bunny, two foster hamsters and 7 degus of her own. She gave us nice treat hay for snacking and would sit down with us and read us stories. That was really nice. And she doesn't just "read" them either - she gets right into it and makes them sound exciting! I hope we get to stay at her house again one day.

But low and behold, Mom and Dad did return from Vegas and they came to pick us up. Our little holiday was nice but there really is no place like home. As soon as Binks and I hopped out of our carrier, we hid under the coffee table and flopped out next to each other. Miss Binks groomed my ear. "Thank goodness I don't have to stare at those two any more! They make my whiskers curl!"

"Oh Binks! Just remember, I think we make their whiskers curl, too!" I said. "Really? Do you think so? Well then....GOOD!" And with that she hunkered down next to me with her eye half closed as I reciprocated with the licks. "Don't worry my Girl..." I reassured her, "I'll uncurl those whiskers for you!"

Fluffy

Spreadin' The Love

2010-02-08T18:34:00.000-08:00

It's that time of year - Valentine's Day is just around the corner. So of course, this little post is going to be about my one and only girl, Miss Binky Binkowski.

We bonded almost instantly - it really was love at first sight. We met in the bathroom of Mommy's old condo. I ran up to her and gave her a good sniff and she sniffed me too. I was so excited to see such a pretty girl bunn! I had been living in a small cage in a shelter so I was happy not only to be able to run around but to also meet such a pretty girl on my very first day in my new home!

Mom knows now she should have been more cautious about the bonding, taking the time to do it right - but really, right from the first time I laid eyes on her, I was in love...

"Awww Fluffy, you are so sweet! I knew as soon as I saw you, too, that you and I were going to be together forever! Such a handsome bunny - I was so glad you were going to stay!"

Well, we sniffed and sniffed and then I made the move. I mounted her...and well, the rest is history! Within a week we were sharing everything, and we have not looked back since.

We've had our ups and downs, like when I had head tilt and when Binky lost her sight, but we have never forgotten how much we love each other. Mom and Dad say we inspire them to be better people and remind them to always love one another. Well, I sure do love my Binky Girl. "And I love you too, Fluffy...."

So Hoppy Valentine's Day everyone. Take the time to snorgle someone special this year, whether it be your significant other, a parent or child, a pet, a best friend or your favourite teddy bear. We could all use a little more lovin' in this world....

Fluffy

Love Bites

2010-01-29T19:35:00.000-08:00

Well, for the first time ever, I'm not the bunny in trouble around here - it's Miss Binks! Yup. Check out this picture of Daddy. He was snorgling with Binky last night when things got a little out of hand.

"OOOOOOOOOOOooooooowwwwwwwwww!" was the blood-curdling scream Mommy heard from three floors up. "HUN!!!! Come downstairs! And bring some Kleenex!" When Mom got down there she found Daddy with a bloody mouth, Miss Binks still sitting on his chest.

"What happened?!" she asked. "I was snorgling with Miss Binks and she bit me......." Mom gave Dad the Kleenex and then took Miss Binks in her arms to make sure she was okay. "Awww, Miss Binks, your eye is bulging. Did Dada scare you with his yell?" I'm pretty sure he did because Binky had quite the perturbed look on her face. "It's okay my girl......" She got smooches and a treat and Mommy put her on the floor. Then she went to tend to Daddy.

Binky came running over to me. "Binky, what happened?" I asked.

"Well, I was snorgling with Dada and I wanted to go back on the floor so I went to give him a little nip like I always do, but he turned his head really fast and it spooked me and the next thing I knew, he was screeching like a mad squirrel! Oh my goodness! It scared me!"

"Holy cow Binks! You sure must've gotten him good!"

"I didn't mean to! It was an accident!"

Mom and Dad went upstairs after that. It took a good hour for his lip to stop bleeding and he put lots of ice on it to keep the swelling down. He moaned for a good part of the evening but justifiably so. It was quite the gash...

Later in the night, after the lights were out and everyone was settled in for the night, Daddy sneaked downstairs to see Binky. He picked her up and they cuddled once more. "Dada, I am so sorry I bit your lip. I didn't mean to..." she said. "That's okay Miss Binks. I know, you are blind and sometimes fast and sudden movements catch you off guard. Dada will be sure to be more careful from now on." He held her on his chest, snorgling the side of her face. "You are my very special girl - you know that, right?" he whispered. "Yes Dada, and you are very special to me too." Miss Binks gave him some licks on the side of his nose. "I love you, Dada..."

"I love you too, my Binky Girl..."

Fluffy

There's A New Couch In Town....

2010-01-16T20:47:00.000-08:00

There's a new couch in town - and I LOVE it! It's a sectional and it's big and red and soft and roomy! "Fluffy, it's not red, it's burgundy..." Whatever Mom.

Our last couch was a thorn in Dad's side. It was a small, skinny leather couch that he bought because the larger, more sophisticated-looking leather couch he bought wouldn't fit down the stairs so back to the store it went. Mom warned him about buying a leather couch for the basement and after two years of cold naps, pillows that slip and slide and less-than-adequate accomodations for both Mom and Dad to snorgle, Dad raised his hands in defeat. "I hate this couch! You were right! We're getting a new one!"

Well, it took a little longer than expected as a few couches were purchased before Mom and Dad found one that would fit down the stairs and into the family room. This sectional came in three separate pieces which was it's saving grace. Now Mom and Dad are always down here watching tv and movies with us. There is enough room for ALL of us on this big couch!

It's a little higher than the last one so I've had to adjust my Launch Plan, but it's so big and deep and soft, it's the perfect place for me to boss around those Stupid Blankets I got for Christmas! And Binky has her own little house up there to snuggle in too. Sometimes she even comes out to help me keep those Blankets in line - "What did you say to my Fluffy?! Oh he is NOT dumb, no sir! You get a bite for that!" That's my girl. She's hot when she's tough.

So Binks and I aren't the only ones snorgling in the family room anymore. At first I was kind of annoyed to have Mom and Dad around EVERY evening, cuddling us bunnies on the new big red couch, being all goofy towards each other. "Geez you two! I don't know how much more of this lovin' I can take!"

"Oh Fluffy!" Mom says, "What can we say? You and Binky inspire Mommy and Daddy to snorgle each other!"

I guess that's not such a bad thing. But just to reiterate, I might be all snuggly with my Binks, but I really am one Big Tough Lop when it comes to those Stupid Blankets....

New Year, Clean Bill Of Health!

2010-01-08T13:12:00.000-08:00

Hoppy New Year everybunny! I hope we all had a safe and happy holiday and are starting the new year off right. We always start off our new year with a trip to the vet for our annual check ups.

Here I am with Dr. Deb - she is our fabulous vet and she takes very good care of us. I like her because she is gentle and she also has bunnies of her own so she knows how to handle us really well. In this picture she is checking my tummy. She says I am a real light-weight - HUMPH! She should ask my Stupid Blankets about that! Mom told her I have the type of metabolism she wishes she had - I eat everything in sight, have way too much energy and never gain an ounce.

Here I am on the scale. Mom had to give me a raisin to get me to sit still long enough for Dr. Deb to get my weight. 3.1 pounds - exactly the same as last year! I guess this means I can still eat all I want, right? YAY! Ears, check! Teeth, check! Nail clipping, check! All is good - and that's exactly what Mom and Dad wanted to hear.

Binky was up next - here she is getting her ears checked. She was a bit fussy but that's because she is a Diva and doesn't like it when Dr. Deb sticks that scope in her mouth to see her teeth. Her one pink eye was buldging out of her head like it always does when she gets stressed, but Dada was there to snorgle her and tell her all was going to be okay. She is in good health as well, good teeth, clean ears and also the same weight as last year. Binky won't let me tell you her weight - she says it's none of anybun's business and ladies never share that sort of information. What-ever.

Scooter and Ella also got a check up and all is good with them as well. Mom got some more saline for Ella's goopy eye, picked up a new package of Critical Care (just in case of an emergency) and we were good to go! None of us really like going to the vet but Dr. Deb is sweet and gentle to us and we always get raisins for being good bunnies!

So we have started off the year in top form! When we got home, Miss Binks and I got right down to snuggling right after she had a few slurps of water. "Fluffy, I'm glad we're home. I don't like going to the vet. It smells funny there...." she said. "I know! What IS that smell? I guess we will just have to cuddle real close and rub our own scents all over each other to get rid of it, won't we?" She squished her head under my chin. "Start right here, Fluffy...." So I did as I was told and groomed the top of her sweet little head as her one eye closed and a light snore filled the air.....

Fluffy

Merry Christmas and Hoppy New Year!

2009-12-28T14:20:00.000-08:00

Bring On The Man In The Red Suit!

2009-12-22T19:32:00.000-08:00

I *heart* opening presents! And it's only just begun! Only three more sleeps until Santa Paws comes!

We were part of the Secret Santa Gift Exchange on Bunspace again this year. We got a box filled with really great stuff from our friends Kibbles and Zenith in Tennessee! It had a blanket, some delicious papaya treats, American Pet Diner Apple Pie Cookies, a hay treat bag, a willow basket filled with treats and toys and seeds to grow our very own wheat grass! Mom says she doesn't have much of a green thumb but she is going to give it a try.

It's been a very busy Christmas this year with lots of gift bags under the tree for me to chin and nibble on. And Miss Binks has been very busy peeling the gold glitter lettering off of Scooter's stocking - funny enough, his is the only one she goes after. I don't think she has yet forgotten the big fight they had a long time ago - and his stocking is paying the price. Mom keeps snatching it from her. "Miss Binks! That's not nice! You leave Scooter's stocking alone!" Then she picks it up and repairs it with more gold glitter glue. It dries by morning - good as new!

Here's me checking out my Christmas Booty - look at all the stuff! Wow, I was actually kinda worried if I'd get anything. I mean, I do try to be a good little bunny but sometimes I am overcome with Bunny Misadventure Urges. Like when I jumped into the bin of vinegar. Or when I took off on Mommy and ran all through the neigbourhood. I thought for sure that one would put me on the Naughty List. I guess I was good enough the rest of the year to make up for it. Or charming enough. Or a little bit of both.

I know there is a big bag of something for Binks and I under the tree. And I can smell stuff in my stocking too! Something yummy! So for now I am going to focus on being a very good bunny for at least the next three days. And while I await Santa Paws' arrival, I shall hunker down with my sweet girl Binky, cozily tucked away in our willow tent and send a very special Merry Christmas and Hoppy Holidays to all of my peeps out there. And in case I don't see you until then, Hoppy New Year, too! From our house to yours...

Love (from left to right), Miss Binks, Ella, Timmy Angel, Scooter and that very handsome dude at the end, me.

Fluffy

Until We Meet Again, Timmy....

2009-12-16T20:19:00.000-08:00

It's 10 days before Christmas and it's very sad at our house. My little hamster brother Timmy crossed the Rainbow Bridge Monday morning. Mom thinks he had a stroke. It all happened very fast, which is a blessing in many ways, but it's left a big hole in our hearts.

Timmy's mom was rescued after being dumped at a flea market with a bunch of other hamsters. Three days later, she gave birth to Timmy and a litter of his brothers and sisters. Not long after she weaned her babies, she crossed the Rainbow Bridge herself.

Timmy started his life in a loving foster home and came to live with us not long after Lucky passed away. He was such a funny little boy! He loved to dig in his litterbin and was fastitious about using it. Mom made him a great hamster playground filled with all the toys she couldn't fit into his cage. This is a picture of him in his Circus Tent - it was his favourite. He would circle inside of it and rub his scent all over the inside, and it would slide across the floor as he did so - silly hamster!

Sometimes he would come visit us downstairs and roll around in his ball. He never really got the hang of grooming my fur through the air vents like Boo and Lucky did, but he sure did like to park next to me and give me a good long sniff. Sometimes we played together in the Stupid Blankets.

This was Timmy on his first birthday about 6 weeks ago. Mom made him a little banana cake with raisins which he loved. He got some nut sticks for a present and loved to nibble on them. Mom says the saddest thing is the fact that he won't be here at Christmas to open his presents - Mom bought some great stuff for his playground and she cries at the thought of him never being able to use them. His stocking full of nuts sits under the tree, his name in gold glitter on the front - he'll never get to empty it and stuff his cheeks with walnuts, pecans or hazelnuts. He never even had a Christmas with us....

Mom and Dad say having hamsters is getting harder and harder - they don't live very long. We have said goodbye to three hamsters in just under 15 months and it really breaks Mom's heart to lose them. Mom called Timmy her little bear and it's during the evenings like now that she misses him most - his digging in the litterbin, his ball rolling along the floor and into the walls and furniture and the sound of the bells ringing when he knocks them around his cage late at night. Mom and Dad would be able to hear it all the way from upstairs and it would make them giggle in the dark. But not anymore....

So little Timmy, please remember how much we love you. Your sweet little spirit will live forever in our hearts and you will never be forgotten. Say hi to Lucky and Boo up there at the Bridge - they will take care of you and you will have lots of fun with them. Mom sends a truck-load of smooches and a heart full of love.

Until we meet again....

Fluffy

Bells and Stockings and Shnookums

2009-12-06T18:48:00.000-08:00

It's that time of year again. That time of year when the big green tree goes up and Mom hangs all of those little sparkly things off of it. It's called a Christmas Tree. Christmas is Mom's favourite holiday. In fact, the tree has been up for a month already. Yup - a month.

"Fluffy, Mommy loooooooooves Christmas! And it takes a long time to decorate the house, so I might as well get it done earlier and then I can enjoy it for longer!"

"But Mom, next door still had their pumpkins out and you already hung up the Christmas lights!"

"Well I can't help it if they are 'late' taking down their Halloween decorations..."

Mom and Dad brought us up to play in the living room - unfortunately that also included Mom putting the dreaded "Bell Collar" on me. See in the picture? That's me sulking with Binks under the end table. You can just make out the red and white collar with the gold bells as I had my head shrunken into my body in a serious pose of disapproval. Every time I moved, those stinking bells would ring! Even Binks did her best trying to pull them off of me - finally Mom got her stupid picture and I got to take them off. THUMP.

Here's me under the tree. All of our stockings are under there - they no longer hang by the fireplace in our room because a few Christmases ago Mom hung them there and I managed to chew off all of the glittery letters that spell our names. So now they're upstairs under the tree where she can watch to make sure I don't eat them again. Shnookums got mad at me for peeking. Shnookums is the Christmas Stocking Guard Puppy. He is sitting in a little pink cup over on the left of the picture. It's his job to bark at anyone who tries to peek. He lives for his job. He might be a little stuffed dog, but he has one heck of a bark. He growls too.

I got to work chinning everything under the tree. Then I was busy chinning all of the branches I could reach - sheesh, what a job! But it's done, so I declare everything under the tree to be MINE. I even chinned Shnookums. He wasn't too pleased, but then again, I'd rather have him on my side than not on my side. Perhaps I need to distract him with a treat and then check out my stocking! It's worth a try!

Fluffy

Love Is Blind

2009-11-24T17:47:00.001-08:00

Us bunnies live a pretty carefree life. We have little to worry about, we live in the moment and are generally a happy bunch. But every once in a while we learn of something that can really affect us, make us worry and even make us sad.

Last week Mom and Dad took Miss Binks for a check up. Generally she is a very healthy girl but they did learn something about her. She is blind.

Mom and Dad had suspected it. Binky has been a little more grouchy lately and startles more easily - both things that indicate eye issues. Binks had her left eye removed 5 years ago because it never developed properly and was getting problematic and her right eye has been cloudy since birth. Chances are she never saw that well to begin with, but she was able to see. Up until recently. Dr. Deb did a few tests with her and she concluded that my Binky Girl is now officially blind.

Mom is pretty upset about it and Dad is just a mess. Miss Binks is a Daddy's Girl and he has a very special bond with her. Even though they both know that her loss of eyesight has probably been very gradual, and that many bunnies do perfectly well without sight, having this confirmed has been quite the blow to us all.

"Binks, I'm so sad! My pretty girl can't see anymore...(sniff)"

"Oh Fluffy, don't worry! You know us bunnies have other senses that we use to make up for not seeing, right? My hearing is sharp and so is my sense of smell! I can feel vibrations in the floor and movement around me and my little whiskers always tell me when something is close by."

"I know, but I'm still sad. You can't see Nutters and Butters play in the leaves. You'll never see pretty sunsets, beautiful fall foliage, the cardinals and blue jays and freshly-fallen snow...."

"This may be true Fluffy, but please don't fret. I can still see things in many special ways. Just like my friend Trinket once told me, bunnies don't just see with their eyes, they see with their whole entire beings. I can feel things around me, I know they are there. I was never able to see very well anyway and it's not like this happened overnight. It was very slow, very gradual, and I have had plenty of time to adjust and accept my new way of life."

"But.....you can't see me......"

"Oh Fluffy, my Big Tough Lop!" she snuggled close to me and gave me licks. "I might not be able to look at you and see you, but I can hear you, smell you and feel you wherever I go."

"Really?"

"Yes. And if I concentrate hard enough, I can indeed see you in my memory - your brown and white patched fur, your big brown eyes, your funny, floppy helicopter ears...."

"Yes, that's me!"

"...see? I will always have you in my memory, clear as a bell! Plus, I will always have you right beside me waiting for ear licks, right?" lick lick

*sigh* "Yeah, you got that right. I love you Binks. You're my Special Girl and I will never leave your side."

"Thanks Fluffy, I love you, too. You and me, forever."

We snuggled and kissed for a long time, her soft white fur pressed up against mine, our foreheads touching, random licks exchanged between the two of us. If I could wish for only one thing in the world, it would be for Santa Paws to bring her a brand new pair of eyes, so that she could not only see me, but everything this beautiful world has to offer, like she has never been able to see it ever in her bunny life.

Then Mom came to the gate and shook the box of raisins. "Who wants a raisin?! Are there any bunnies here who like raisins?!" Miss Binks shot up on her feet, ran clear across the room, avoiding the water bowl, hopping over some toys, threading through some table legs, stopped an inch infront of the gate and periscoped on her little hind legs. "Me, please!!!!!"

That's my girl.....

I'm Too Sexy For This Blog

2009-11-14T18:34:00.000-08:00

It's true. When it comes to rabbits, I'm pretty sexy. Just ask Miss Binks. She can attest to my animal magnetism. In fact, I don't think there is a female of any species that doesn't just find me completely adorable.

You could say, I have a "thing" with the ladies. Perhaps it is my friendly personality. Or my devastating good looks. Or my quirky sense of humour. You pick. I really am the total package.

I know, I know, the good ones are always taken and such is the case with me I am afraid. It's true ladies, there is only one girl in my life and that is my beautiful Miss Binks. It's also a proven fact that any guy who is totally devoted to "his girl", ironically, makes him all the more attractive. *sigh* I guess this is also the case for me - everybunny wants me but there is only one special girl who gets to hump my head.....

So for all of you girl bunnies who send me emails, text messages, love letters and marriage proposals, thank you very much. I am so flattered, really, I am! There was a day I was sitting in a tiny cage in a shelter and I couldn't get anyone to look at me twice, so I really do appreciate the love. But my heart belongs to one bunny and one bunny only....Binky.

"Fluffy, my ears are waxy - will you come lick them for me?"

"Sure Binks! Be there in a second!"

"...and on your way over, can you bring me a carrot from the dinner plate? Please? A nice little fat one..."

"You got it my Darling! On my way!"

Gotta go - I have been summoned. And I wouldn't want it any other way.....

P.S. What do you get a Diva Bunny for Christmas? Come on peeps! Help me out!

Fluffy

Halloween Blues

2009-11-01T18:51:00.001-08:00

Oh, I am not - let me repeat - NOT impressed with Halloween.

Can I please know who's brilliant idea it was to make a holiday where you dress up in costumes? And better yet, who's brilliant idea it was to make these costumes in such small sizes that it would make humans buy them for their pet rabbits and make them wear one? Please, a show of paws, who is in favour of this NONSENSE?????

*sigh* So this year I was a dragon. Yup. Mom came home with a bag full of stuff - apparently Halloween costumes were 75% off at Petsmart and she bought us a wardrobe of stuff to wear. In addition to the stupid dragon get up, there was also a fire chief (poor Scooter upstairs got to wear THAT one), a pirate's hat, a witch and some stupid glow in the dark t-shirts. Even Binky had a "Creature of the Night" t-shirt on. Strangely enough, she didn't mind it. "Doesn't it look fab against my pretty white fur, Fluffy?"

Why isn't there a bunny distress line we can call? Something like 1-800-GET-THIS-STUPID-OUTFIT-OFF-OF-ME? I sure could have used them last night. "But Fluffy, you were SO ADORABLE dressed up as Mommy's Little Dragon! Who was Mommy's Little Dragon? That's right, YOU were!"

Dear Petsmart. Please don't sell anymore Halloween costumes in a size small. I beg of you. I just can't take the humiliation....

Fluffy

Sulk & Vinegar

2009-10-22T11:37:00.000-07:00

This picture is what I look like when I am mad. Why am I mad? Because I had a bath. Why did I have a bath? Well, let's just say I was a tad on the stinky side.....

Much akin to the Paint Tray Episode of '07, I shall lay the blame more on Mom than on me. "Fluffy, it was NOT my fault! I clearly told you to stay out of there!" Hmph - whatever....

Okay, so Mom was cleaning out our litter bin as usual and I guess they were particularly stinky this time around. So she poured about an inch worth of vinegar into the bottom of it and left it on the floor to soak. She was watching t.v. in our room and had left the gate open to the laundry area where the bin was soaking. So of course, me being the inquisitive bunny I am, hopped on over to the bin to see what was up. I gave it a sniff - good golly! What is that smell?! "Fluffy, get away from there....." Hmmmm, maybe if I chin it, it will smell better...(chin)....nope. Still stinky. Something is in there, but it's strange. It looks empty to me.....

"McFluffersons, get away from that bin!" What is Mom getting her knickers all in a knot about? I'm just sniffing it for crying out loud. There is something in here that smells really funny but I can't figure it out. I don't see anything in there - maybe I need to investigate further....

"Fluffy, git! Don't you hop in that bin, Little Man!"

This is driving me crazy - something is going on here and as the resident Big Tough Lop, it's my duty to find out what it is and report back to Binks. Let me just hop in here.....

SPLASH!

YIKES!!!!!! EWWWWWWWW!!! What IS this stuff?!

"FLUFFY MCFLUFFERSONS! What did Momma tell you?! BAH!!!!!!!"

Slippery! Can't...Get...Out! (splish-splash-splish-splash)

Mom is on me like white on rice. Like a helicopter, up I go into the sky. Mom holds my back against her chest with my stinky wet feet and belly facing front. GAG! Mom, what the heck was that?!!!!!! "Fluffy, that was vinegar! I told you NOT to go in there! Now you are drenched in vinegar for crying out loud!"

PLOP! Into the laundry sink. The water is running. NO!!!!!!!! She picks me up again and - *gasp* - she starts running my feet and belly under the water!!!!! MOM! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!

"Now you're a stinky bunny! Bah! Now Mommy has to wash you....sit still McFluffersons!" Oh, she's got the vice grip on me, keeping me still with one arm and dumping water on me with the other. She calls to Dad upstairs to bring down the blow dryer. Blow dryer?! What is this? A car wash?!!!!!! "This is what happens Fluffy, when you don't listen to Mommy! You end up in a mess, you mischievous little bunny!"

So now the water is off and Dad is here with the blow dryer. He's blowing all this stupid air on me and Mom is rubbing my fur. She's fluffing my belly, my feet, even trying to get in between my toesies! UGH! And my BUM, too! Can you say "humiliating"?

"McFlufferson's, did you have a Bunny Misadventure?" Dad chuckled as he directed the dreaded dryer up and down my wet fur. "Yes, he most certainly did...." Mom chimed in. "Fluffy seems to think it's fun to hop into a litter bin of vinegar....."

You better believe that when my "fluff and dry" was done and all four feet were back firmly on the floor I let out a mighty series of thumps and grunts! I spun around and shot them both a dirty look, making sure they were aware of my extreme disapproval. Then I pointed my bum at them and took off, giving them some nice, big foot flicks to look at. For some reason, they thought all this was funny!

"Fluffy, what's that smell?" asked Miss Binks when I firmly planted myself next to her to sulk. "It's vinegar. Stupid vinegar! AND I had a bath! A BATH!!!!! Can you believe that????!!!!!"

"Well, just don't get any vinegar on my nice white Dolce & Gabunny track suit. Here, let me help you with that...." she said as she began licking my damp fur.

Ahhhhhhhhh....there is something about licks from my girl that makes all of the disapproval go away.....

Fluffy

I've been Furminatored!

2009-10-12T17:41:00.000-07:00

And I thought being Zoom Groomed was bad. Those stupid, rubber bristles creating static electricity as they run through my fur collecting all the loose bits. Well, that's nothing compared to being Furminatored!

The Furminator - BAH! Stupid grooming brush! I HATE being groomed! Look at all that nonsense caught up in those tiny little metal teeth! And Mom just cackled like the Wicked Witch of the West, she was so pleased with herself and the job the Furminator was doing.

It's not like I didn't put up a good fight though. First Mom lured me over with a shake of the treat bag, then she pinned me between her legs and started torturing me! Brushbrushbrush, from head to tail - it was criminal I tell you!

"Oh, Fluffy! Look at all the fur this Furminator is getting out of you! It's WONDERFUL!"

"Wonderful?! Are you kidding me? Do you have any idea how long it took me to grow that fur?!"

"Fluffy, you're being silly - this is fur you are shedding. It was falling out anyway. You're so dramatic....."

"I still need that fur! I haven't been this cold since the 'Paint Tray Episode' when Clipper Lady had to shave my feet!"

"Seriously Fluffy, I'm not removing enough to make you cold! It's not like I'm leaving bald spots!"

"Bald spots?! Did you say BALD SPOTS?! Let me GO!!!"

Well, apparently she wasn't finished with me yet because after she finished raking me, she decided it was time to clip my nails too! Holy cow, what did I do to deserve this?! And of course, only weighing three pounds means I'm pretty easy to hold on to no matter how hard I squirm. "Settle down, Fluffy! Keep still and it'll be over before you know it..."

So finally, the Prison Warden let me go and I blew outta there like a windstorm. Then I blew right back in, because I forgot to give her a good THUMP, so once I did that, I was gone again. I ran to snorgle with Binky....

"Fluffy, don't I look pretty? Momma groomed me and clipped my nails...."

"Yeah sure Binks. Girls like that kinda stuff. Us guys, not so much, especially us Big Tough Lops."

"Fluffy, today is Thanksgiving Day! Aren't you thankful you have such a wonderful family that takes care of you?"

*sigh* She's right. She's always right. "Yeah, I guess so. I'm thankful for that. And thankful for you too, my girl!" I said as I gave her earlicks. "And thankful that those stupid ants are gone and we are back in our room where we belong!"

"See? That's the spirit! And you are very handsome with your nicely brushed fur...."

*blush* "Thanks, Binks...."

Fluffy

The Ants Come Marching In....

2009-09-30T17:03:00.000-07:00

"They're baaaaaaaack..." and Mom and Dad aren't happy. Neither are Binks and me for that matter. Mom spotted them the other evening - in our room - and flipped out. We were packed up and taken upstairs to live in the living room until they are "taken care of" (insert maniacal laugh here).

The Bug Man came the very next day and set up ant traps and until they do their job, Binks and I are back to living in the xpen when Mom and Dad are at work and also at night. Mom put down a big carpet so we could have better traction as neither Binks nor I are too partial to tickety-tickety-ing around on the hardwood. It makes it really hard for us to make our escape when we see Mom coming with that goofy "I wanna smooch you!" look on her face.

One evening, I hopped up on the couch with Mom and gave her a good nudge. "Mom, I want to go back downstairs! I don't like it up here...."

"I know, Fluffy, but until those ants are gone, those traps need to stay put and you bunnies need to stay safely away from them. We will give it a week and see how things are."

"Can I ask - will I be getting any sort of compensation for my unfortunate displacement?"

"Excuse me?"

"You know....will I be rewarded with anything for this major inconvenience? I did have plans, you know. Nutters and Butters were going to swing by the patio doors and we were going to watch a movie together..."

"Really. And what sort of compensation do you thing would be appropriate?"

"Hmmmmm, well I am thinking something along the lines of, oh, I don't know, treats? Like maybe some banana? Or raisins? Cookies? Extra veggie puffs?"

"I see. Well, I will give your request some serious consideration, but for now, I think I actually do have something I can offer you...."

"Really?! What?!"

Then she swoops and scoops me up and buries her face in my tummy making all kinds of stupid "nom-nom" noises and kissing me all over! Like right on the nose and lips! And I am only 3 pounds so there was no getting away from her grip of affection - UGH! Kisses all over! YUCK! PITOUEY!!!!!

Finally she put me down on the floor and you better believe I turned to her and gave her a mighty thump and a grunt! She foiled me, lulled me into a false sense of security and took advantage of my vulnerability! I immediately ran to Binks, who was snoring under the end table and shoved my head under hers, demanding licks to remove those sloppy kisses Mom covered me with. Boy, I don't know if there is enough compensation for that! I need to call my lawyer....

Fluffy

Butters Goes Viral

2009-09-14T18:22:00.000-07:00

*sigh* It's hard living with a celebrity squirrel. You may wonder who I am talking about - I am talking about Butters. Nutters and Butters are the neighbourhood squirrels and a few weeks ago, Butters went on holiday to Banff, Alberta. All it took was a chance appearance in someone else's photograph and BOOM! He's a star! Talk about being in the right place at the right time.

In case you didn't hear about his little adventure, read up on it here.

So, ever since that photo was taken and posted on the internet, the fame has gone right to his head. He screams for peanuts all the time. "Hey Fluffy! Tell that Mom of yours to fill up that feeder with peanuts, pronto! Doesn't she know who I am? I'm Crasher Squirrel (his internet nickname)! I can eat at any old feeder I want - she should be so lucky I choose this one!"

"Yeah sure, Butters! Maybe you should button it rather than screech at me from that tree top! Don't like the service? Feel free to eat somewhere else!"

But he still hangs around. He would miss Nutters too much if he left - even if they are not the best of friends, they do find each other good company. But Butters is getting very annoying. He seems to think it's funny to just pop up in any old picture that is being taken. See the one above? There I was, in the backyard trying to relax in the hammock when Mom, overcome with my adorableness, decided to capture the moment. And then, at the very last second, Crasher Squirrel sticks his head in the shot!

"Butters! That's the third picture you've ruined!" Mom scolded. "Oh please! I just made that picture worth big bucks! You could sell it on eBay. Put me on Fluffy's blog! It'll double, even triple the hits!" he said. Who knew fame could wreak such havoc on the mind of a squirrel?

Butters has decided to take his act on the road and go on tour, so keep your eyes peeled. The next time you are about to capture a precious moment, have a quick look around to make sure that fame-seeking Butters isn't lurking nearby, ready to ruin the moment!

Fluffy

Bunny Lessons

2009-08-30T19:43:00.000-07:00

This is my friend Patches from Bunspace - isn't he just the cutest little guy with his t-shirt and schoolbooks? With all the kiddies returning to school next week, some of you may wonder - why don't bunnies go to school? Well, I'll tell you why - we don't need to. We already know everything there is to know. In fact, us bunnies could teach school if we really cared to, but it just doesn't fit into our daily schedules of eating, pooping and napping. But there are still some very important things that you can learn from a bunny, and I would like to share a few of them with you right now.....

TOP 5 THINGS YOU COULD LEARN FROM A BUNNY

#5: Keep yourself clean.

We bunnies are a lot like cats - we groom ourselves all the time and take special care to look and smell our best at all times. Got some stray fur sticking up? Either lick it down or pluck it out. Face a little messy from eating? Give it a wash. Got some poop stuck to your bum? Get rid of it. I know a few humans who could learn from these tips......I'm not naming names. No one likes an unkempt, stinky bunny. And besides, the ladies love us when we are looking our handsomest.

#4: Be adorable.

Who doesn't love adorableness? Be cute, be quirky, be funny and amiable. No one likes hanging out with a grouch so remember to put your best face forward. It's a lot easier to make friends when you are in a good mood, plus, the cuter you are, the more treats you get! All I have to do is look at Mom, tilt my head a little, set my helicopter ears askew and the treats rain down on me. Seriously. Try it....

#3: Celebrate happiness.

No matter how big or small, when you're having a happy moment, let the world know it! Life can't be happy all the time, but when it is, and you are really feeling it, do a binky! Run the Bunny 500! Popcorn high in the air! Flip, twist, and jump with glee! Then bunny flop hard and rest up for the next happy moment to hit...

#2: Never underestimate the power of touch.

There is nothing better than a snorgle with the one you love. Sometimes even the slightest physical contact can work wonders for a mood. Whether it be heads touching as you snooze, stretching out side by side or a full-on intense snorglefest, getting close with company, bunny or human alike, has a magical way of lifting the spirits, filling the heart and reviving the soul.

#1: Live life to the fullest.

Want something? Get it. Got treats? Eat 'em! Want to shred that cardboard box? Get working! The point is, us bunnies don't wait for the perfect time. We get an idea and we do it. Rabbits, like all animals in this world, have no concept of time. We don't "wait until the weekend" or "plan to do it later" - we don't know what that is. In fact, we have no idea that a "tomorrow" even exists, we just live in the present. We do what we want, when we want. We live with the consequences and the rewards. We don't hesitate, procrastinate or live with regret. And when our time comes to cross the Rainbow Bridge, we leave this world knowing not a moment was wasted, not an opportunity was missed and our life was lived to it's fullest.

So I hope you have all been taking notes. As all the kiddies in the world head back to school next week, let's keep in mind these few tips for living a full bunny life. All you humans can stand to learn a thing or two from us bunnies.

Pop quiz on Friday....

Fluffy

The Beautiful Things In Life.....

2009-08-16T19:53:00.000-07:00

Here is a nice picture of me and Miss Binks enjoying a sunset - well, she's enjoying it - I'm busy looking for food. Mom and Dad took the whole lot of us up to the cottage last weekend where we got to see sunsets like this every day.

It was nice and relaxing up there. Things seem to flow at a much slower pace and mom says all the fresh air makes her want to nap a whole lot. There are all kinds of other animals that hang out with us when we are up there - Redmond and Reggie the red squirrels, Chippy and Stumpy the chipmunks and too many sea gulls and ravens to mention (who knew ravens liked to eat peanuts?). And mom spent some time screeching at the turkey vultures that would circle above us - those nasty things! We aren't dinner for anyone!

It was nice to be somewhere different and see such beautiful things. Sometimes I don't think I take enough time to appreciate how pretty the world is, how pretty my Binksie is or how lucky we are to have the life we do. It was a very special time to sit back and reflect on the gifts that life gives us and how we shouldn't take them for granted.

Part of our appreciation was all because of a very special bunny friend of ours named Trinket. Trinket was a very special little girl who recently passed away after a series of long illnesses. She was such a special girl, very strong and determined as well as wise and beautiful. She had a spirit that was larger than life and a heart so big her little body was simply too small for it. She had a mommy and a daddy who adored her and who are now very lost with her gone.

But Trinket always had such a positive outlook on life. She fought her illnesses with a strong and fierce will to survive. She enjoyed her adventures of going into town and meeting people. And she was loved by so many that it really does seem like the days are just a bit darker with her gone. But that's okay, because at night, up in the sky, Trinket's star shines brightly over all of us. Her love, inspiration and wisdom will never fade and she will always be kept in our hearts. This post is dedicated to the beautiful things in life, to pretty sunsets, snorgles and smooches, bites of banana and our precious friend Trinket.

Rest in peace little T, we love you.

Fluffy

(See the bottom of my blog for some sweet videos featuring Trinket....)

A Reprieve!

2009-08-05T19:49:00.000-07:00

*SNIIIIIIIFFFFFFFFFF* Ahhhhhhhh - fresh summertime air! Yes Folks, it's true! I was outside again! But of course, I was under strict supervision and every time I periscoped over the top of the pen, Mom shot me a look and muttered "McFluffersons!"

It was such a nice day, not too hot, not to cool, the kind of day where sitting in the shade truly is the most blessed spot in the world (other than snuggled up to Miss Binks of course). There was a shifty breeze that kept the leaves in motion, the birds were a-chirp with happiness and even Nutters and Butters watched us lazily from the branches above.

Binky adores being outside - she lifts her little head up into the air and closes her eye as she smells the air around her. Then she likes to dig in the grass and hop and binky. I like to follow her and nibble on what I can find and we usually end up snorgling together in a nice shady spot. This summer hasn't been the best - too much rain and clouds, not enough sun. But this day was perfect.

And this summer marks my second anniversary writing my blog - in fact, it'll be two years this month! Who knew a little bunny like me would have so much to say? And who knew so many people would even care to read about it? I'm pretty proud of myself I must say - mommy says she has friends who have blogs and they don't have nearly as many hits or followers as I do. I'm pretty darned proud of myself!

So I would like to thank all of my peeps who check me out - my regular friends and faithful followers and all of the random visitors who stop in to say hi - thanks for reading my blog and sharing your thoughts.

And a special thanks to Trudi who send me her awesome video - it's at the bottom of this page - check it out, it's really spectacular! Mommy says she gets all teary-eyed at the part where Feivel gives Trudi the ring.....she says it's so bunny-romantic.....Mom is weird.

Snorgles to you all!

Fluffy

P.S. Here are the words to Trudi's song, you need to read them to really appreciate how special this video really is.....

We were so tense when I first smelled you
I close my eyes and the flashback starts
Im sitting there on a sunny flowery meadow
See the sun, see the bees and the clover
See you make your hops through the grass
You look at me
Little did I know

That you were FeivelBoy, you were living next door
But the door was always locked I couldnt reach you
And I was wandering on the bridgework wishing you would find me

And I sniffed
Feivelboy take me somewhere we could be alone
Ill be waiting all theres left to do is hop
Youll be the prince and Ill be the princess
Its a love story, bunny just sniff yes

So I sneak out to your castle to smell you
We keep quiet cause were split if they knew
So close your eyes, escape this cage for a little while ile ohoh
Cause youre untouchable, I was timid Trudi
And the door was always locked I couldnt reach you
But you were everything to me I was wishing you would meet me

Refrain

Feivelboy save me
theyre tryin to tell me how to feel
This love is difficult but it is real
Dont be afraid well make it out of this mess
Its a love story, bunny just sniff yes

I got tired of waiting
wondering if youll will ever coming around
my faith in you was fading
When I met you on the outskirts of field
And I sniffed, Feivelboy save me, Ive been feeling so alone
I keep waiting for you but you never come
Is this in my head I dont know what to think
He hopped down a stair and pulled out a ring and said
Marry me Trudigirl, youll never have to be alone,
I love you and thats all I really know. they opened the door,
Go pick out a white dress, its a love story bunny just sniff yes

Oh oh

Cause we were so cute when I first sniffed you

Big Fat Cat

2009-07-26T07:06:00.001-07:00

You have to look closely - right there, where the base of the fence meets the back of the garden - he's like a big, fluffy Siamese with a dark face - it's the Big Fat Cat.

He has taken to lurking in our yard much to the disapproval of Nutters, Butters, the neighbourhood birds and of course Mom. It seems the bird and squirrel feeders that were placed outside to help fill the bellies of our feathered and furry friends has also attracted the predator of those very same animals. He hides behind bushes, under lawn chairs, behind fences and is for the most part, very stealth and determined. He will sit for an eternity to scope out any possible victim he can find, studying their every move and camouflaging himself expertly amidst the environment and not disturbing the sense of security that generally fills the back yard.

But he is still a Big Fat Cat and with that comes the disadvantage of not being very fast. Oh he tries, that's for sure, but it seems the moment he moves, everyone is on to him - the birds fill the air with tweets of panic and Nutters and Butters dart up the nearest tree and screech their protest down at him. So far BFC has yet to land himself any dinner.

And of course there is Mom who, when she looks out the window, opens it up and hollers down at him, "You Big Fat Cat! Get out of this yard! That's right! I'm talking to you! Hisssssssss! Git! Git right now!!!!!" Of course, this causes all the squirrels and birds to scatter and BFC just turns his head and looks up at her with his yellow/green eyes, "Thanks Lady. How about you shut your trap so I can have me a little dinner?" he asks her. "You will have no such thing in my yard! You just mosey on outta here, you! Yes, I'm talking to YOU!" Now, it's not that Mom hates cats or anything, she likes all animals, but she certainly did not put those feeders out there to induce carnage of any sort. Besides, it's clear that BFC is getting plenty of food elsewhere.

Big Fat Cat has stared me down through the glass patio doors before but I don't pay him any mind. He's the same cat that tried to stalk Binky out in the yard last summer too. He can't get to Binky or me so for the most part I just stare back at him - then I turn and give him a good old fashioned foot flick as I hop away.

Fluffy

Take This Toy And Stuff It

2009-07-15T06:09:00.001-07:00

Okay, seriously. After my last post about how much nanners mean to me, did Mom really think this new toy was a good idea? Of all things to buy, she buys me this - a stuffed banana. Not a real banana, not even a toy that tastes or smells like a banana, just a stupid, yellow, stuffed banana.

"What's this?"

"Look Fluffy! It's a stuffed banana! For my Big Tough Lop! Who likes his nanners?!"

"Um, it's not even real Mom..."

"I know, but it's a toy! See? It looks just like a real banana - with a peel and everything!"

"Can I eat it?"

"No, silly boy, it's a toy!"

*sigh* Clearly she is enjoying this silly thing more than I am. Stupid banana! I want the real thing! It is good for tossing around though. I picked it up and threw it around. If it's going to be staying, it needs to know who runs things around here. "See? Isn't it fun?!" Yeah Mom, as fun as a barrel of monkeys.

And I swear what happened the next day was not in retaliation for this ridiculous new toy. I remember sniffing Mom's sandals - I guess it could've happened innocently enough - perhaps it was a blind moment of vengeance. Mom was on her way out the door to work when she slipped her bare foot into one of her sandals - and felt something slippery and cool. She looked down to see a big brown smear up the side of her foot. She took her foot out of the shoe and sniffed it. "UGH! McFluffersons! Who left this cecal pellet IN MY SHOE?"

Okay, so I am the only one who plays with the shoes. Honestly, it must have just fallen out of my bum (ahem...) and landed there....

"AARRGGGGGG!!!!! Stinky! All over my yellow sandals!!!!" Hmmmmmm, your yellow sandals? The ones that look like bananas? What a coincidence.....

She scrubbed her sandal clean in the laundry tub and washed her foot free of the little surprise, all the while being all dramatic and gasping for air like it was the end of the world. Sheesh Mom, try eating one of those like bunnies do......

I paid my stuffed banana a visit and tossed it in the air a few times. I wonder if she got the message?

Fluffy

The Wrath of McFluffersons

2009-06-29T19:07:00.001-07:00

Nanners. Nana. Banana. It's all the same thing - a sweet wondrous fruit that is perfect in every way, shape and form. And it makes my bum twitch. Every morning, Mom comes downstairs and gives me my morning nana, an inch-sized piece that I devour instantly as my rump spasms with pure and utter joy. So what happens when I don't get my nanners? Let's not even go there. Okay, let's.....

It happened last weekend. We ran out of bananas. Now normally this isn't an issue - Mom goes and buys more - end of story. But on this particular weekend day, Mom had to work so she asked Dad to get some. I am sure you all know where this is going. Yup. He forgot.

"You forgot?!" Mom asked Dad the next morning when she went to get my nana, "How could you forget?!"

"I just did - sorry, I'll get some tomorrow..."

"Tomorrow? What about today? Who is going to tell Fluffy that he gets no nanners today? Well, it's not going to be me, that's for sure..."

So Dad came downstairs and I ran to the gate to greet him - after all, it was nana time - but he was empty-handed. "Where's my nana?" I asked. "Um, there's no nana today Fluffy..."

"Huh?" I shook my little head - certainly I wasn't hearing this right. Did Dad say there was no nana today? "Sorry McFluffersons, I forgot to go to the store yesterday. I will go today..." I looked at him in total shock and disgust. "You forgot? FORGOT?!!! How could you forget nanners?! How could you?!"

"Fluffy, I....I'm sorry....I just....."

"Sorry doesn't cut it, Mister! Do I look like a happy bunny?! DO I?!" I paused for dramatic effect, allowing my ice-cold disappointment to hang in the air. I then dropped my loppy ears to the ground in utter despair, hopped away a few steps, turned my little head and looked back at him with watery eyes, then went to sulk in my Maze Haven.....

Fast-forward to that evening....

Mom and Dad were sitting on the couch watching t.v. together. They were right next to the Stupid Blankets which were taunting me as usual - "Ha ha! Fluffy got no nanners today!" so I had to hop up there and chew them out a bit. While I was up there raging on them in my usual Big Tough Lop manner, I decided to let my frustrations out on Dad just a little bit, so I hopped up on his lap and started to dig at his jeans. "Fluffy, you silly boy!" he laughed as he lifted his glass of Stella out of the way. Silly, huh? I'll show you silly. Then I sat up on his chest and started digging at his shirt. "Little Man! You are quite rambunctious tonight, aren't you?" Little Man? Did he just call me a Little Man?

CHOMP!

"Owwwwwww! Fluffy! That went right through my shirt!" Oh, really?

CHOMP! "Ahhhhhhh-ooooooooowwwwww! McFluffersons!" Daddy clutched at his chest right where I sunk my teeth into him. "Why are you biting Dada?" Why? Did you ask me why? Think hard my friend.... "Probably because you forgot to buy him his nanners..." Mom piped up.

And then, like the big, fat cherry atop a sundae or the exclamation point at the end of a very exasperated sentence, I took my nose, placed it at the bottom of dad's beer glass and gave it a good shove - tipping it's contents all over Daddy.

Mom howled with laughter. Dad stood up, beer dripping down the front of his Daddy-O's polyester poker shirt. "McFlufferson's!!!!!!!!"

I hopped off the couch, gave him some foot flicks along with a big thump and scampered off to the willow tent where I very dramatically and satisfyingly flopped next to Miss Binks. "Fluffy, that was funny! You spilled that beer all over Daddy! Hee hee!"

I got my nanners the very next morning, on time, as usual. They haven't missed a day since....

Fluffy

Farewell Sweet Cheeks

2009-06-19T12:08:00.001-07:00

It's been a sad week here at home. My little sister Lucky the hamster passed away.

Mom and Dad got Lucky when she was a wee baby. She was one of many hamsters that were found abandoned at the Dixie Outlet Mall last October. Rabbit Rescue took them in and Mom and Dad picked Lucky to add to our family. She quickly grew into a sweet, lovable and funny friend who loved running in her ball and stuffing her cheeks to immense proportions. Mom even stayed up late one night, worried that she had stuffed her cheeks too much and would not be able to get it all out. But little Lucky told her that "stuffing our pouches is what we do!" and she was perfectly fine. She loved filling her cheeks like it was the end of the world or she was going on some sort of incredible adventure and didn't know when she would be fed again. It could be weeks! (Of course not!) But she was ready, just in case. That's why Mommy started calling her Sweet Cheeks.

A week ago today, Lucky had a very wet bum and Mom worried she might have wet tail so she took her to the vet. At first, a UTI was suspected and meds were given. But on Saturday morning Lucky was in very bad shape, haunched over like a little buffalo, hardly able to walk and in obvious pain. Mom and Dad rushed her back to the vet where she underwent xrays and various tests. The vet determined that she was suffering from a spinal injury, probably cage-related. Perhaps Lucky had climbed up the bars of her cage (as hammies often do) and fell, landing on the side of a bowl or something else. Mom and Dad had no idea - they never saw anything happen, but of course, with hamsters being nocturnal, it certainly could have happened without them knowing it.

Lucky spent the weekend at the vet. Xrays showed no actual break in the spine, but she was still waddling around all funny. With the right meds, including pain management, she did slowly improve and was able to come back home on Sunday. For the next few days, bit by bit with continued meds, she got better. She was still a little haunched, but she was running around, stuffing her cheeks again and eating like a champion. But she still was not her normal, happy hammie self...

On Wednesday evening, after mom came home from work and was about to prepare dinner, Daddy found Lucky curled up in her hammie house. She had passed away earlier in the day. She was curled up, seemingly asleep, yet very much gone.....

Mom and Dad have been consumed with sadness. They tried to do everything they could to make her better, but poor little Lucky was just too injured to fully recover. Binks and I, as well as Ella and Scooter upstairs, have been working overtime giving them all the snorgles they need to help them feel better. We let them squeeze us extra tight and cry in our fur and kiss us and tell us how much they love us.

I sure am going to miss Lucky. She was extra good at grooming me through the air vents of her ball (see picture above) and loved to stuff my fur in her cheeks and take it into her hammie house to use as a pillow. She was only 8 months old. Mom and Dad aren't sure if another hammie is in the cards for them. We only lost my little brother Boo 9 months ago (actually, nine months to the day, today)and now to lose Lucky - that's two in less than a year. It really hurts. "But Mom, the important thing is that you and Dad gave Lucky a wonderful life! You gave her a wonderful home when she was abandoned, you gave her tons of love and she was such a happy little hamster! She had the best life ever with you and Dad..." Mom squeezed me extra tight and covered my head with kisses. "Thank you Fluffy. Thank you so much my Little Man. Mommy loves all of you bunnies more than anything in the world...."

"We know, Mom, you tell us every single day. And by the way, I'm not a Little Man - I'm a BIG TOUGH LOP!"

"Ha! Sorry McFluffersons, you are right! You're Mommy's Big Tough Lop!" she laughed through her tears.

My job for the night was done.

Farewell Sweet Lucky. Our hearts are all the more bigger for having known you....

Squirrel Feeder Sabotage!

2009-06-10T13:37:00.000-07:00

"What on Earth happened to the squirrel feeder?!" Mom asked one morning as she looked out the patio doors. "It was a huge raccoon Mom!" I said, "A big, fat, hungry raccoon!"

Mom had just filled the squirrel feeder the night before with a fresh helping of peanuts and in the morning, all that was left was the empty shell of the feeder and the clear plastic front and shards of cedar on the ground. Further inspection revealed plenty of claw marks burrowed deep into all sides of the soft wood housing and you could see how easily the wood was stripped to remove the plastic window. Teeth marks could be seen along the top and the feeder itself was hanging loose from the fence - a sure sign that whatever hit it weighed more than Nutters and Butters combined.

Nutters tapped at the patio door first thing in the morning. "Hey Fluffy! What's up with the feeder?! It's been ransacked!" I took a peek out myself and could clearly see that damage had been done. Butters chimed in as well, "Yeah! there are no nuts in sight!"

So of course when Mom came down I quickly alerted her to what had happened. "Geez! That feeder was practically brand new! And I just dumped a half-bag of peanuts in there! Now they're all gone! There is no way I can fix that. Thank goodness I bought another squirrel feeder at Wal-Mart." YAY! Mom had a back-up. Apparently, now that it's warmer outside, Wal-Mart has squirrel feeders in stock again. Like squirrels don't eat in the winter or something.....?

So up went the new stronger and sturdier squirrel feeder. Mom has decided to fill it only in the mornings instead of at night so no big raccoons amble over for a midnight buffet. Not that Mom has anything against raccoons, but the feeder is strictly for squirrels. Plus, raccoon poop is very dangerous to bunnies so we don't want any of THAT in our yard!

So, since my "Big Escape" (see previous post) I have been trying really hard to be extra good. Mom is doing a bit better, not squeezing me as tight when she snorgles me, but of course dashing any dreams I might have of going outside. Sometimes all I have to do is look out the window and she says "Don't even think about it McFluffersons!"

Last weekend Mom and Dad went away for a few days and Fez's Mom bunnysat us. We call her Auntie Amy. Unfortunately, she reads my blog and was up-to-date on my recent shenanigans so she kept a good eye on me too. "Auntie Amy, can I go outside to play?" I would ask. "Ha! I don't think so Mr. Fluffy..." She was nice though - she gave me lots of head rubs. I like Auntie Amy - I hope she can bunnysit us again soon.

"Binks, do you think Mom will ever forgive me for taking off like that?" I asked her one day as we snuggled. "Oh Fluffy, you don't need to be forgiven. Mommy needs to forgive herself. She is still very upset for allowing it to happen. In the end, she was the one who learned the biggest lesson of all. You were just being a bunny."

"I never thought of it that way." I said. "Perhaps she will forgive herself soon and let us out in the backyard in our xpen. I like the feel of the grass under my feet..."

"Me too," said Binky, "and I like digging in the ground and sniffing the air! But not as much as I like snuggling with you, Fluffy..." she said as she stuck her nose in my ear. And I couldn't agree with her more.

Fluffy

Under Lockdown

2009-05-27T11:56:00.001-07:00

Imagine a big, huge pile of bunny poop.......no, bigger than that...bigger. Now multiply that big huge pile of poop by about 1000 and that would just about equal the amount of poop I am in right now.

I have been grounded. Indefinitely. From going for rides in the stroller, from going outside in any way, shape or form (unless it's in a carrier), from even sniffing the fresh air from the screened patio doors - apparently the scent of freedom would just encourage me. Encourage me to be a very bad bunny.

It was Saturday, a very nice day I might add, and Mom decided to take Miss Binks and I out in the stroller to mail some letters. The closest mailbox is a mere 2 blocks away so it would be a short trip. All went fine, Mom had the top down, Binks and I snuggled together and sniffed the fine spring air, the birds were chirping and life was good. For the time being anyway.

When we got back home, Mom decided to sit with us on the front porch for a bit. Our front porch is cement with railings. It serves as the entrance to our townhouse as well as the one next door where Shannon the Dog lives. There are stairs by our side and stairs by the other side. Mom has had us out there before - I have never ever gone up or down a set of stairs before in my life so it's a pretty safe place for me to be - no worries about me trying to escape. Oh no, no worries about that at all....

...until I decided to have my first go at a set of stairs...

Mom was sitting on the top step petting Binky and I was hopping around checking out the neighbours Welcome Mat. Binks never strays anywhere, she is a Nervous Nellie, so she simply sniffed the air and explored as far around her as her head and neck would reach without taking a step. Me on the other hand, I stood on top of the other set of stairs and looked down...."Fluffy......" Mom said. "McFluffersons..." She could hear the wheels of escape churning in my head - she stood up to come over to me - and that's when I did it. I bolted down those stairs like I had been doing it all my life.

"Fluffy! Get back here!" she yelled as she ran down the stairs after me. I ran across the driveway to the grassy yard and bounced from one corner to another with Mom in hot pursuit. "FLUFFY! Stop! Get back here!" Of course I would stop just long enough for her to catch up to me, then I would bolt again! I darted my head from side to side, trying to quickly navigate my way through this new, wild wilderness. Up through the bushes, across another driveway, then onto the road that runs through our townhouse complex. "FLUFFY!" mom screamed.

I ran up another driveway, right into an open garage and rested under the car. Mom was right on my tail so after a few seconds of rest, I took off again, out the garage, onto the lawn and through a flower garden that circled the base of a big maple tree. And then back onto the road...

"FLUFFY! FLUFFY! STOP FLUFFY!" Wow, I had never hear mom scream like that before. She was darting this way and that, trying to anticipate my next move, but I was always one step ahead of her. Down the road I went, towards the Big Road. "FLUFFY! NOOOOOO!"

I detoured onto the patch of grass between the sidewalk and the road, sniffed here and there while I waited for Mom to catch up. When she was just about to swoop down on me, I took off again, this time, down the sidewalk. I darted here and there and briefly considered slipping under a fence, but with Mom chasing me, I couldn't risk taking the time to weigh that option. Mom was borderline crazy now, wondering what to do. Where would I go? If I slipped under that fence, she wouldn't be able to follow me. Should she run back to the house and get Dad? But if she did, she would lose sight of me and maybe never see me again. And what about Miss Binks who was still sitting on the porch by herself? She opted to follow and keep trying to catch me.

Then I decided to hit the open road. Wow, was it ever big! "FLUFFY! FLUFFY! NO FLUFFY!!!!!!" mom screamed hysterically at the top of her lungs. She ran frantically all over the road, her arms in the air, her eyes all bugged out of her head looking out for cars and preparing to lie down in the middle of the road in order to stop traffic. She circled around me and ended up herding me back onto the grass. But not for long. I ran under a parked car and then back out onto the street. She circled again and again I ended up back on the grass. Geez, she was ruining my fun!

I ran back down the sidewalk and back to the road that goes into our complex, back on a few lawns and driveways, then back out onto the road. And that's when Mom saw it. A big white van turning the corner and coming straight at me. I had no clue what it was or how much danger I was in. I was pretty tired from all this running and my whiskers were feeling a bit out of place with all the wind blowing in my face so I stopped, flicked my paws and began to wash, oblivious to the van headed my way...

WHOMP!

She got me. Mom got me. It was a blurr after that. She swiped me up so fast and held me to her chest, ran back home and tossed me in the stroller. Miss Binks was still sitting on the porch, having not moved an inch from where Mom left her and she was soon in the stroller with me. We were whisked into the garage and into the house and plopped onto the floor of our room.

Mom threw herself onto the couch and cried.

And cried, and cried...

After heaving and sobbing for a minute or so, she came over to me and picked me up. She held me so close and so tight I thought my eyes were going to pop out of my head. She gasped to catch her breath and shook all over, crying a torrent of tears all over my fur. "Fluffy, oh Fluffy! Never, ever, EVER do that again! You have to listen to Mommy! You could have been killed, KILLED Fluffy!" She rocked me back and forth, covering me with kisses. I felt something from her that I had never felt before - worry and relief, fear and love, all rolled into one big quivering mess of emotions. I had really scared the bejesus out of her, like FOR REAL this time, and only now did I actually start to feel a little guilty.

"But I was only having fun Mom..."

"Oh Fluffy, you are just a little bunny who is quite naive about the outside world around him. You were in so much danger! You could have been hit by a car and killed! Lost in the forest! Lost forever! Starving, sick, cold and all alone! Please, Fluffy, please, don't ever do that again..." she pleaded.

"Okay Mom, but I was only being a bunny and doing what bunnies do..."

"I know. And you are right. It's Mommy's job to make sure you are safe. And from now on, you are staying inside! I'm sorry but Mommy can never risk having you run away again. Mommy would die if she lost you in some tragic accident that could've been prevented. And what would poor little Miss Binks do without you?"

After what felt like an eternity, she finally put me back on the floor where I hopped over to Miss Binks and bunny flopped beside her. Mom then went upstairs and cried again while telling Daddy the whole sordid story.

"She's right Fluffy..." Binky said as she licked my dirty pavement paws. "What would I do without you Fluff?"

"You're right Binks. No adventure is worth upsetting my favourite girl. Or Mommy or Daddy. I guess I will keep my bunny misadventures confined to the indoors from now on." I suggested. "I think that's a good idea, because I sure do love you, Fluffy."

"Awww, I love you too Miss Binks. Now and always....."

Fluffy

Something Is In The Air!

2009-05-14T10:24:00.000-07:00

Mom is not sure why I am acting like I am. She thinks it might be the spring weather that is upon us. But whatever it is, it is resulting in me being quite the naughty bunny - hee hee!

Yes, it's true, I've been bad lately. It may have started with my romp in the garage but it certainly didn't stop there. I have been extra spunky as of late, releasing a lot of pent up energy in crazy and silly ways.

My Baseboard Chewing project is entering it's final stages. All of the baseboards around the perimeter of the family room have all been nicely and evenly chewed down, except for behind the TV stand and behind the couch. Mom has grown tired of vacuuming up all of the little sawdust piles I leave behind. The square coffee table legs are now shapely and round like they should be, and the black finish contrasts nicely with the newly-chewed and exposed wood underneath.

The Stupid Blankets are currently in the wash because Lucky the Hamster decided to empty her bladder on them last night - HA! I'll bet those Stupid Blankets weren't expecting that! I gave Lucky a little high-five for her contribution to keeping those no good pieces of fleece in line. And by the way, they may be relatively new but they are already nicely riddled with all new holes and little fleece bits are all over the place. Another thing for Mom to vacuum....

I have taken to chewing shoes too! Well, not really chewing them, but picking them up with my teeth and tossing them about. Dad is not too happy with me manhandling his Harry Rosens (those are expensive shoes, BTW) but I told him, I only go for the best in quality, just like him! You don't see me chewing Mom's Payless shoes, do you Dad? Oh no, just her Birkenstocks and Rockports! YUM!

And my new favourite thing is to run out into the hallway and run back into the room at top speed, getting all the traction I can from the door mat and LEAP into the family room, over the water and food bowls, diverting various toys and a big old apple branch and come skidding to a stop right beside my Binky Girl, who waits for me next to the crinkle tunnel. Mom laughs because she says my front end stops faster than my back end and my bum ends up crossing the finish line first.

So my silliness may well indeed be because of the weather, or maybe I am just one happy bunny. I like to think it's the latter of the two, because I really am a happy, go-lucky kind of fellow. And I especially love, after being silly or energetic or adventurous, curling up next to Miss Binks, my little belly rising and falling rapidly from all my activity, and recounting my many bunny tales of adventure to her. "Oh Fluffy, you're so silly! All that running around and exploring must really tucker you out. Relax and let me give you a good eyeball wash..."

Ahhhh, that's the life!

Fluffy

In Trouble Again!

2009-04-28T18:19:00.001-07:00

I can't help it if I have a sense of adventure. I certainly don't mean to create havoc and distress - it just sort of happens. And I never know how serious it is until I hear mom's voice hit that high-pitch of frustration and worry.

It all began innocently enough. Mom got me two new Stupid Blankets because the two I had were completely riddled with holes and Mom always worries I might get my head stuck. So they had been sitting on the laundry room floor for a few days when Mom finally found the time to garbage-bag them and put them in the garbage bin. She opened the door to the garage and hit the garage door opener - it was a nice day outside and she was waiting for a friend to pick her up so she figured with the door open she could see when her friend pulled into the driveway and get a nice breeze at the same time. It took some effort to get those two big piles of Stupid crammed into the garbage bag, but she managed it, opened the garbage bin and tossed it in. Then she turned back and came inside to get her purse. She went to check on us bunns before she left and noticed I was nowhere to be found.

She looked in all my usual haunts - behind the washing machine, behind the dryer, in the Maze Haven - the door to the storage area was closed so she knew I wasn't in there. She shook the box of raisins but only Miss Binks came running. "Fluffy, where are you? Mommy will be leaving shortly - she needs to find you!"

Then a horrible realization washed over her. While she was stuffing the Stupid Blankets in the garbage bag in the garage, the door from the house to the garage was open. What if I happened to hop through the doorway and into the garage? And worse yet, the garage door was open - what if I was out on the street?

Mom ran out to the garage, out onto the driveway and began searching for me. "FLUFFY! FLUFFY! Where are you FLUFFY?!" She ran onto the road, scanned every yard and driveway trying very hard not to panic, but knowing my sense of adventure and fearlessness, she knew I could be anywhere. Her heart raced, she held her hand to her forehead and she crouched down to see if I was hiding anywhere she could see. I was nowhere to be found.

Having reached an intense level of panic, Mom decided to wake up Dad (who was still sleeping) and get him to help look for me. She turned and ran up the driveway.

And that's when she saw me - hiding under Daddy's car. "FLUFFY! Oh thank GOD! Fluffy, come to mommy!" Well, I had heard her voice with that high-pitched sound that I knew meant trouble so I decided to stay put. She tried to reach under for me so I bolted to the back of the car where she couldn't reach me. Mom ran and shut the garage door so she could at least contain me to the garage. Then she started the sweet talk. "Fluffy Boy! Come on! It's time to come out!"

Quite frankly, I didn't feel like it. I had found this awesome new place to play! it was full of all kinds of junk and it was like a bunny amusement park! I jumped up on the snow tires and gave them a good sniff and chin. Just when Mom made her way over to me, I jumped up on top of some storage boxes and then to some stacked lawn chairs. "Fluffy, come on, it's time to get back inside!"

Off I went behind the bicycle and then over a pile of wood stove pellet bags - weeeeeeeeee! I darted from there, back under daddy's car and out by the case of water. "Fluffy McFluffersons! Stop this running and get inside! Mommy's in a sweat!" She lunged for me but I bolted away behind the recycling bin. Then I was distracted by the smell of whatever was coming out of that green bin. What was it? Bunny poops? Wilted parsley and dill? I couldn't put my nose on it....

WHOMP! *sigh* She always ends up getting me in the end. She covered me with kisses. "Oh Fluffy, you gave mommy such a scare! Please don't ever disappear like that again, Little Man!" Back inside I went, binkying over to Miss Binks.

"Binks! You know that door out there? There is a whole other entire room behind it, filled with all kinds of fun stuff!" Miss Binks gave me a good sniff. "Fluffy, you smell funny!"

"That's because I was sitting under Daddy's car." She disapproved. "Well, just make sure you don't get any grease all over my nice white Dolce & Gabunny track suit..." she said as she began to lick the stink off of me. I bunny flopped under her chin and closed my eyes with visions of more Bunny Misadventures in the future...

Fluffy

Here Comes The Easter Bunny!

2009-04-12T06:48:00.000-07:00

Here comes the Easter Bunny - and that would be me! Please see the video at the bottom of my blog (because Mom can't figure out how to post it up here) and you will see me! I am the Happy Easter station ID for the Shopping Channel! If you live here in Canada and are able to watch the Shopping Channel on television, you can see me at the top of every hour all day Easter Sunday!

Yes, I'm a pretty popular guy. A handsome bunny like myself does not go unnoticed for long. It was just the other day that I was hopping down the street and a scout from a bunny modelling agency stopped me and said "Wow, you are one handsome bunny. You really should be a model!" I said "Do you really think so?" and he said "Absolutely! I have never seen such shiny fur, perfect whiskers and dashing looks! You definitely have the 'x' factor we are looking for!"

So he gave me his card and I called to make an appointment. They took my polaroid and my measurements and booked me on my very first go-see that afternoon at the Shopping Channel, and I got the job! And here I am, a television sensation! Stand back everyone, you will each get your turn for an autograph....

Okay, okay, so that really didn't happen. I guess it helps when your Mom works in the promotions department of the Shopping Channel. I got paid in raisins so it really was a good days work!

From Miss Binks and I, allow me to take this opportunity to wish all of my readers a very Hoppy Easter!

Fluffy

I'm Ready For My Close-Up

2009-04-05T16:46:00.000-07:00

Don't we look mahhhvelous? We had professional photos taken of us!

Mommy was contacted by a photography student named Jessica who wanted to take pictures of bunnies for her portfolio - for free! So naturally, she jumped at the chance. All of us made the trip to her boyfriend's place who had a nice living room/studio. She set up her lights, the backdrop and a table and one by one, took pretty pictures of us!

Miss Binks is wearing her tiara as she was feeling very princess-y that day. She is a good poser. She knows what pictures are all about and loves it when people make a fuss over her and toss her treats to get her to look in the right direction. There was a lot of "Oh, Miss Binks! You are SO pretty!" and she is really into that. She was treated like a diva and she rewarded Jessica with many gorgeous shots!

Take a look at me! Please take special notice of the perfectly licked bald patch on my ear. That is courtesy of Miss Binks. I have a matching one on my other ear too. I was a little more restless and gave Jessica a good run for her money as she clicked away trying to get a good shot of me. I too was tempted with treats so I held off on giving some good poses until I was pretty much full of raisins - don't want to give them what they want right off the bat, right? Gotta get more raisins out of the deal - hee hee!

The grey bunny up top is Scooter. He is one of the bunnies that live upstairs. That is his Zoolander pose. And the other little brown bunny is Ella wearing her own tiara. She also lives upstairs and is Scooter's girlfriend. Mom and Dad had hopes that we would all live together but Miss Binks and Ella hate each other and Binky had a big fight with Scooter the night we moved into our house. So that was that. Now we are just two happy pairs of bunnies living two floors apart from each other!

And one pretty shot of Miss Binks and myself. Don't we look awesome together? I just love my Binky so much, we really do make the perfect couple. Look at her darling face, her pretty pink eye and delicately coloured nose and ears - what's not to love?

Mom and Dad are really happy with the pictures and can't thank Jessica enough for taking them. Mom says they really do capture our personalities and specialness and she is very grateful that she has such wonderful momentos of us. And I am happy too, to have such a nice picture of me and my darling Miss Binks. Two bunnies together, forever, sharing ear-licks a-plenty!

Fluffy

All Hail The New Squirrel Feeder!

2009-03-27T19:35:00.001-07:00

Finally! The new squirrel feeder has arrived! Here is a picture of Butters discovering a big new stash of peanuts just waiting to be gobbled up! I tell you, the return of the squirrel feeder has made things a bit crazy around here. Nutters and Butters and all of the other neighbourhood squirrels are squaring off in various "squirrel matches" to see who gets the next run at the buffet.

There's been a lot of screeching, circling, chasing and tail flicking going on. Two squirrels will eye each other, chatter out a few taunts and then end up rolling around in the yard in a big squirrel ball. They will be so into it that neither of them will notice the third squirrel who has jumped on the opportunity to raid the feeder while they are going at it. Oh but then the fourth squirrel enters the picture, riling up squirrel number three and then they end up chasing each other up a tree.

Binks and I have a jolly old time watching the shenanigans. I will bring over a nice big mouthful of hay to the patio doors where Binks joins me for a snack to watch the morning and afternoon shows. "They're so silly, Fluffy! Why do they fight like that?"

"They are just hungry, Binks, and excited that there are peanuts in the feeder again. I guess they need to learn how to share like we do." I told her as I munched on my timothy. "I guess so Fluffy. But they sure are funny, aren't they?"

"They sure are Binks!"

Thankfully, none of the squirrels ever get hurt. They seem to know how to run just a little bit faster, how to jump a little bit higher and how to chase just far enough. Then they all stop and their little bellies pant for air, they rest their little bodies, give themselves a little scratch behind the neck and eventually everyone gets a peanut. Then Shannon, the dog from next door, comes out to play and they all run away.

"Hi Shannon!" we yell through the glass at her. I don't think she can hear us, but she can see us. It's too bad she doesn't have another doggie friend to romp and play with, although she does have fun when her human comes out to toss the ball. Hopefully one day she will know the joys of having a friend to cuddle up with and give ear licks to. Which reminds me, I'd better get to work - Miss Binks is waiting...

Fluffy

Binky's New Wardrobe

2009-03-19T18:24:00.001-07:00

Isn't Miss Binks just the prettiest bunny? These are her two new additions to her bunny wardrobe. First up is a nice hat to keep her ears warm and the other is a tiara with crystal beads for those days when she feels extra princess-y...

Mom got these from Bunspace. There is a group on Bunspace called Bunnies In Need and they sell and auction things to raise money for less fortunate bunnies. The hat and tiara were both hand-made by the mommy of a bunn named Trinket (http://www.bunspace.com/view_bunny?bunid=5086). She calls the hats "Tinky Couture" and the tiaras are "Tinky Bling". Miss Binks is proud to have these originals in her collection.

As beautiful as Binky is, I sure am glad Mom didn't get anything for me. Apparently the "lop hats" didn't come small enough for me and well, I'm not wearing a tiara! The last thing I wore was that stupid Superman costume for Halloween. "I thought you liked it Fluffy - remember? It had a red cape and everything! You were one tough lop in that costume!" Yeah, sure Mom. I'm not falling for that again. I suppose the next thing you will be saying is it takes a real tough bunny to wear a tiara - nope! Not this bunny!

Fluffy

Hoppy Birthday To Us!

2009-03-05T18:02:00.001-08:00

Hoppy Birthday to Us! That's right - Miss Binks and I just celebrated our birthdays!

Binky's birthday was February 26th - She turned 6 years old. And my birthday was February 28th and I turned 5! Seeing as our birthdays are two days apart, we always have a party on the day in between. Mom and Dad gave us our favourite treat - baby food! We had yummy apple/mango/kiwi and, my personal preference, banana/blueberry! Miss Binks was being a bit Diva-ish that night and preferred to hide in the Maze Haven when Mom was taking pictures. If you look closely at the first one, you can see her little white head in there.

And please do take note of all the little bits on the carpet. The untrained eye would immediately think they were bunny poops but they are not - they are actually little bits of Stupid Blanket that I have chewed off of those no-good hunks of fleece. They are badges of my hard work and dedication to keeping those blankets in line.

I would like you to have a look at the right side of my blog where you will see an icon that says "Vote for Ratt!" Ratt is one of my peeps from Bunspace and his picture has been entered into a contest. The winner of the contest will have their picture on future packaging of Bissell Pet Vacuums but most importantly, they will also win $10,000 to donate to the animal cause of their choice. If Ratt wins, he will donate his money to Bunnies In Need, which is a group within Bunspace that raises money to help pay the medical bills of other Bunspacers who need it and shelter bunns who are in dire straits. It's a really great cause so if you can take the time to vote for him, I would really appreciate it. Isn't he a nice, fluffy bunny?

Mom said she would have entered my picture, or Binky's, but it was for American bunnies only. Mom huffed at that. She said us Canadian bunns shed just as much as any other bun and she has the "fur"niture to prove it - HA! That's okay, we all hope Ratt wins. Good luck Ratt!

Fluffy

Award-Winning Pose!

2009-02-23T14:05:00.000-08:00

Yes, you may recognize this picture as I have posted it before. But I do have a very good reason for posting it again. This adorable picture that you see of Miss Binks and I begging for treats was awarded top place in Bunspace's "Begging For Treats" photo contest. That's right, Miss Binks and I are Award-Winning Begging Bunnies.

Bunspace is a fun place where bunnies from all over the world hang out to chat. They have photo contests and when Mom heard about this one, she knew this picture would be a strong contender. None of us had any idea it would win first place though so it was quite the surprise. Binks and I have been doing the "Synchronized Beg" for some time. We realize that each of us are adorable at any given time, and even more so when we periscope and plead with our eyes. Now if you times this by two, how can you NOT give us a treat? I mean, look at our faces. At this point, it's just a matter of HOW MANY you will give us.

There was quite the flood of emails and Bunny Buddy requests that flowed into my Bunspace account - all very nice messages from my peeps congratulating us on our big win. My friend Wonder Bunny even interviewed me for the Bunspace Newsletter! Needless to say, I am pretty puffed up with pride and am allowing it to inflate my ego for as long as it lasts. "Come on, Mom! Give us another cookie! We are Award Winning rabbits!" is a phrase I am putting into rotation, along with "Look at us beg, Dad! No one else can beg like us - give us a treat!"

Check out the contest results for yourself.....

http://www.bunspace.com/contestwinners?contestid=26&all=1

...and here is Cawwot Tops, the Bunspace newsletter with my interview!

http://www.bunspace.com/forum/thread?tid=4529

I can't wait until we get our prize - yummy bunny treats! They are being baked as we speak and should be shipped by the end of the week. Binky and I can't wait to try them. The funny thing is is that we won them for begging but we will probably have to beg again to get them. *SIGH* A begging bunny's work is never done...

Fluffy

Love Is In The Air

2009-02-14T13:56:00.000-08:00

Hoppy Valentine's Day everybun! This is the day we share our love with the ones we care for the most. Obviously this means I will be busy all day hunkered down with my lovely Miss Binks, licking her ears, washing her eyeball and snorlging with her in general. She is really great to snorgle with.....

Mom and Dad decided to spend the day at Mississauga Animal Services - which is actually where I was adopted from - cuddling the bunnies. Mom says on this international day of love, we should spread it far and wide so they went to share their love with the bunnies in the shelter. Bunnies in shelters don't get cuddled enough which is sad. Being cuddled makes you happy and if you are a happy bunny, you'll get adopted faster than a shy or angry or sad bunny. Mom and Dad also brought fresh greens and carrots for them to munch on. Mom and Dad thought it would be a nice way to spend the afternoon.

Dad got Mom two dozen long-stemmed yellow roses - they are her favourite. Mom got Dad one dozen long-stemmed bottles of Heineken - that's his favourite. They are going out for dinner tonight too. They are being all kissy-facey today which worries me. If they are all kissy-facey, chances are they are going to try to smother me with kisses at some point too - I'd better stay hidden in the Maze Haven with Binky. The only kisses I like are from her.

Good news on the squirrel feeder front! Mom finally won one on eBay! It's paid for and we are all anxiously awaiting it's arrival - especially Nutters & Butters. Things have been getting desperate and squirrel turf wars have been raging. The other day, Mom saw 5 squirrels chase another one up to the very top of a tree. There was a lot of squawking going on and perilous hopping from one branch to another. Mom opened the window. "Hey you squirrels! Stop that! Break it up right now and behave yourselves!" They didn't pay much attention to her but they did eventually scatter when Shannon, the Golden Doodle from next door, came out to play. Poor Shannon. She wants to play with the squirrels so bad but they are afraid of her.

So this Valentine's Day I will dedicate this post to my darling Miss Binks. She warms me from the inside out and her presence makes my heart go pitter patter. I would like to spread the love and wish all of my peeps, bunnies and humans alike, a very happy Valentine's Day. May your hearts always be happy!

Fluffy

Binky The Wild Snow Bunny

2009-01-29T18:52:00.000-08:00

Well, we certainly have been receiving our fair share of snow around here - I guess it's to be expected, living in Canada and all. We have had some very nice snowfalls lately - the ones that make all the tree branches marshmallowy and droopy. Mom says that's the best kind of snow to make snowbunnies with, not the heavy, slushy kind that makes shovelling hard and curse words come out of Mommy's mouth. We haven't heard many of those lately, largely because Mom and Dad hired the kid across the street to do the shovelling for them. Now he mostly says the curse words instead. Hey, it's a living.

Mom took us out in the snow one mild and blue-sky day. Miss Binks took a particular liking to it. I really didn't think she would - you know, with her being all diva-ish and all. She never likes getting her white Dolce & Gabunny track suit all wet, but I think the fresh air brought out the "wild bunn" in her. "Look at me Fluffy! I'm a wild snow bunny!" she said as she hopped about and sniffed whatever was still peeking above the snow. "It's so nice and white out here! I can dig and dig and dig....."

I decided to hop on over to the neighbours yard, of course with Mom right behind me. "Fluffy, you don't live there! Get back over to your own yard!" So off I scampered and hid under the bar-b-que. Mom tried to scoot me out and I took off again, but not too far as the snow was just deep enough that I couldn't get a full out run going, just some big, frisky hops. I wiggled my little butt in the air and it made Mom laugh.

Nutters and Butters were screeching at us from the treetops. They are still cranky that the squirrel feeder is broken. Mom got outbid on the one she saw on eBay, but she is still looking. Apparently finding a squirrel feeder in the middle of winter is a pretty tall order. She still tries to put some peanuts out but it seems like it's never enough. Good thing the chickadees toss a lot of seeds out of the bird feeder - Nutters and Butters have been nibbling under it daily.

We got back inside and Binks and I got to work on grooming each other dry. "Did you see me out there Fluffy? I was a wild snow bunny!"

"Yes, Binks, the prettiest wild snow bunny there is!" I declared. "Awww, Fluffy, you're so sweet..." she said as she flipped one of my floppy ears over and began licking the inside. I love it when she does that. It makes my bum twitch. That and bananas.

Fluffy

Check Up Time!

2009-01-14T19:28:00.000-08:00

Well, it's a brand new year and time for all of us bunnies (and hamsters) to get our annual check ups! Mom takes us to the Acton Veterinary clinic (http://www.actonvet.com/) to see Dr. Deb and she picks us up, feels our tummies, checks our ears, eyes and teeth and gives is a weigh.

Dr. Deb says that other than my eyes getting a wee bit cloudy (which comes with my -ahem - maturity), I am nice and lean and in perfect health! She gave me my yearly dose of panacur to help keep my E.C. in check so I don't get head tilt again like I had two years ago. Dr. Deb also noticed my two bald spots on my ears and asked about it, but Mom reassured her that it was a result of Miss Binks' extreme lovin' ear licks. Miss Binks got an A+ for making them so symmetrical.

Miss Binks is in good health too. Her one good eye is doing well and she has the most perfectly clean ears! But she was really nervous when Dr. Deb was handling her - her one eyeball was bulging out! That's how we know Miss Binks is stressed, so Dr. Deb put her back down and Mom gave her a treat.

Ella and Scooter, the *other* two bunnies that live upstairs, all checked out healthy as well and my little sister Lucky the hamster was officially declared a girl (Mom and Dad weren't quite sure) and also received a clean bill of health! YAY! This made Mom and Dad very happy indeed!

But it seems nothing can improve the mood that Nutters and Butters have been in lately. Somehow, last week, the squirrel feeder got busted and now it doesn't hold nuts properly. Mom has been unable to fill it and as a result, Nutters and Butters are none too impressed. Every morning and afternoon they come and sit at the patio doors and screech at me to tell Mom that they are hungry. "Hey! Fluffy! Go tell your Mom to put out more peanuts! We're starving!"

"But the squirrel feeder is broken - it can't hold any nuts!" I try to explain. "Well, tell her to get another one! Our tummies are a-rumblin'!"

Mom has been looking everywhere for a squirrel feeder - I hope she finds one soon. She thinks she might have to order one of off eBay. Until then, Nutters and Butters will just have to wait and make do with whatever bird seeds the chickadees scatter from the bird feeder....

Fluffy

Hoppy Holidays!

2009-01-05T19:18:00.000-08:00

Well, I must say, Santa Paws surely was generous this year! Of course, that's because Binky and I had been very well behaved all year long! Check out the picture of Miss Binks raiding my Christmas stocking - she's always gotta see what I have first, just in case it's something better than she already has.

Our stockings were stuffed with treats - dehydrated apple, pear and mango - de-LISH! We also each got a straw ball with a bell inside. I like to toss mine around and tell it who's boss. I will fling it in the air and chase it where it lands. "That's right you stupid ball! I'm a Big Tough Lop and I rule the roost around here!"

Then we got to open our gifts! Check out the other picture - that blue and yellow thing is our new crinkle cat tunnel! It's really long and neat looking inside! I like to run through it because it makes this funny crinkly noise when my feet gallop across it. It took Binks a while to get used to it - I think she found the noise sort of strange at first, but now she likes to run through it too.

We also got an edible timothy hay tunnel from Oxbow and it's really awesome! Binks and I did a fine job unravelling it. Mom wasn't too impressed though. Apparently we are supposed to eat it bit by bit and make it smaller and smaller. But instead we unravelled half of it so there was about 24 feet of hay rope all over the floor! Binks and I thought it was kinda neat, but mom took what was left of the tunnel and hid it away, saying we could get it back once we ate all the hay rope off the floor. What a scrooge! Well, we are actually doing a pretty good job eating it up. Hopefully we will be done by Friday. Then we will get the tunnel back and we will unravel the rest of it! Tee hee!

Between the gifts we got from Mom and Dad, Santa Paws and our Bunspace Secret Santas, it's been a banner year for presents! Miss Binks and I spent New Years Eve huddled together in front of the fireplace, our bellies full from all of the treats we had. Mom and Dad came down after midnight to give us a New Year's snorgle and wish us well. I made a few resolutions for this year: to eat more raisins, to give Binks more ear licks and eyeball washes, to try and stay out of trouble (notice how I said "try") and to keep those Stupid Blankets in line. Because I am one Big Tough Lop.....

Happy New Year everyone!

Fluffy

Merry Christmas!

2008-12-23T19:00:00.001-08:00

Well it might still be two more sleeps before Santa Paws comes but Binky and I got to open some presents early. Yes that's right! Our Secret Santa presents from Bunspace!

I got lots of really cool stuff in my present - a jingle straw ball, a stocking with my name on it, a nice christmas ornament, a chewy baseball and tons of treats! Thanks go to my Secret Santas Sunki-Tiponi and Velvet! Binky's Secret Santa was Molly from Niagara Falls. Binks got a carrot-shaped mineral stone, bunny rattle and Veggie Puffs! I hope she shares those with me....

It's been snowing a lot lately making everything nice and white just in time for Christmas! Mom says she will take us out one day but it has also been dreadfully cold so she wants to wait until it's a little less arctic out there. We put peanuts out for Nutters and Butters and they have a jolly good time pouncing around in the snow, digging holes and burying their stash. Sometimes they get excited and scuffle a bit with each other, especially when they both want inside the squirrel feeder. That's when I holler through the patio door glass, "Nutters and Butters! Behave yourselves! Don't you know Santa Paws is watching you?!" That usually gets their attention and then they behave themselves. I wonder what Santa Paws brings for squirrels?

Mom and Dad are all ready for Christmas. There are all kinds of presents under the tree and I KNOW there is a huge one for Binks and I! I can't wait to see what is inside! And I was sniffing my stocking today and it smelled SO GOOD! Mom said, "Fluffy McFluffersons! Get your nose out of your stocking! It's not Christmas yet!"

So in two days Christmas will be here. In all honesty, there isn't much I really want. I have a wonderful home with humans who love me, all the food I could ever want and the companionship of my sweet, darling Miss Binks. So as she and I cuddle by the fireplace exchanging ear licks and snorgles, I contemplate Santa Paws coming down the chimney...."Hello Fluffy McFluffersons! And what would you like this year for Christmas? " he asks in his jolly voice. "A few presents, I suppose?"

"Actually Santa Paws, I'm good, thanks. I've got everthing I could ever want right here..."

Merry Christmas Everyone.

Fluffy

Please Help Katanga

2008-12-09T16:49:00.000-08:00

This is a picture of Thistle (on the left) and Katanga (on the right). They are bonded and very much in love, kinda like Miss Binks and I. Unfortunately, Katanga is sick and needs some very expensive medical treatment to help him.

Katanga's mommy is named Haviva and she just happens to be the Founder and Executive Director for Rabbit Rescue. Haviva is very sad right now because Katanga has issues with his spine from a long time ago when he was dumped on the street and hit by a car. He has lost the ability to walk and needs urgent back surgery before his spine deteriorates beyond repair. And his poor mommy is very worried about him, and about how she will pay over $5000 for his treatment.

Haviva is such a wonderful person. She created Rabbit Rescue Inc. ( http://www.rabbitrescue.ca/ ) many years ago,worked day and night and gave everything she had to keep it afloat. She has personally saved hundreds of rabbits from being euthanized, spayed and neutered them, and found each and every one a new forever home. She has devoted her life to helping bunnies just like Binks and I, by creating a wonderful and safe haven for those who are abused, abandoned and neglected. She is always there to offer support to anybun who needs it. You may remember her from my post about my bunny misadventure in the paint tray - it was Haviva who shaved my toes with those clippers when Mom and Dad didn't know what else to do. And when I had head tilt, Haviva was the one Mom and Dad called at all hours of the night when things got really hard - she is always there to help us and make us feel better.

Haviva is special because she has opened her home to many unadoptable "special needs" bunns and has never asked for any sort of financial help for them. She refuses to take Rabbit Rescue funds to help her pay Katanga's bills, opting instead to sell her own belongings to raise money. That is why all of her Rabbit Rescue Friends decided to make a website for her and Katanga to help raise funds and support. Haviva has always been there for us in our time of need and we want to be there for her too.

I think about what would happen if I ever loss Miss Binks. It makes me so sad that I can't think about it for long before my floppy ears puddle to the ground. Katanga and Thistle are like me and Binks and I sure hope they remain together and happy for a long time to come.

So if you have some time, please visit the website. Read Katanga's story, look at the pictures, check out what she has for sale and if you can, donate some money. Katanga, Haviva and I thank you from the bottom of our hearts!

http://www.haviva.ca/katanga/

Fluffy

My Secret Santa

2008-12-02T18:55:00.001-08:00

I have a Secret Santa! I don't know who it is - that's why it's called a "Secret" Santa. Mommy signed all of us bunns up for a Secret Santa gift exchange on Bunspace. Each of us bunns has a bunny pal that we are buying gifts for and somewhere out there is a secret bunny who has bought stuff for ME! It's SO exciting!

Mom mailed out our Secret Santa gifts today so some special bunnies will be getting their gifts really soon. My head is about to explode just thinking of what might be in my package! Maybe some treats? Or something to chew on? Or a fun toy to toss around? The possibilities are endless! I can't wait for it to arrive!

As you can see from our picture, Miss Binks and I are ready for Christmas! Mom put the tree up about three weeks ago - she loves Christmas so she got it done early this year. Our stockings are sitting under the tree upstairs just waiting for Santa Paws to come and fill them with all kinds of goodies! Our stockings used to hang by the fireplace in our room but then Mom noticed that somebunny chewed the glitter-glued names off the front - I have no idea who that could have been *ahem*, probably the Stupid Blankets, up to no good for sure!

Sometimes at night I dream that the mailman knocks on my door to deliver a huge box with "Fluffy" written on it! It's my package! And I get all excited and I run around and I binky all over the room! Then I attack it and chew it and try to get it open and then just as I am about to open it - I wake up. BAH!

So here I wait - waiting for my Secret Santa to deliver my package. I hope it arrives soon! I will keep you all posted!

Fluffy

My New Little Sister!

2008-11-17T19:40:00.001-08:00

"Fluffy! Come meet your new little sister!"

Huh? When did I get a new little sister? Pretty recently, I suppose. And very much like my little brother Boo, she is a hamster as well. "Isn't she darling? Come give her a sniff!" Yeah, she smells like a hamster all right. Her name is Lucky. "Mom, why did you name her Lucky?" I asked. And here is the story mom told me...

3 weeks ago, two cages of hamsters were abandoned at a flea market. Luckily, a nice lady who is a friend of mom's found them and Rabbit Rescue decided to take them in and find them all new homes. Mom and Dad are still pretty sad about Boo leaving us, but they had both decided that when the call came in that a hamster needed a home, they would take one in - this way they left it to fate to decide.

Well, that call came in - 9 hamsters all needing homes. Mom and Dad knew they had the space, in their home and their hearts, so they decided to take one. Mom went to her friend's house to pick a hamster to take home and when she got there, she was told a tale of how, as the hamsters were being transported, one of them managed to escape it's cage and get lost inside the van they were travelling in! The search went on for over half an hour until the little rascal was found wedged in a corner of a drawer and a straw was used to spook it out so they could catch it. Mom said "Wow! Which hamster was that?" and her friend said "This one..." and Mom said, "Well, that is the one I will take!"

"...and that is why we named her Lucky. She is lucky to have been saved by Rabbit Rescue and lucky to have survived her escape in the van. She is so sweet, isn't she Fluffy?"

And she actually is. She still has some growing to do and doesn't quite have the hang of the exercise ball yet, but hopefully she will get better at it. And when she does, I will make sure I teach her how to park the ball against my forehead and groom me through the air vents, just like Boo used to do.

I miss Boo. He was my special friend. But I know Boo would have liked Lucky. She is pretty and soft and cute. And she is a rescue just like Boo was. We all know that Lucky can never replace Boo, but slowly she is worming her way into all of our hearts and making her own space in this crazy place we all call home.

Fluffy

It's Halloween!

2008-10-30T18:49:00.000-07:00

THUMP! Take this redonculous outfit off me right now! "But Fluffy, you look soooooooooo cute!" I don't care! Off it comes! "Fluffy, haven't you always wanted to be a Super Bunny? It has a snazzy red cape and everything!" No, I don't recall ever wanting to be a Super Bunny! "But Fluffy, when you run and jump, the cape billows behind you and looks so precious!" I don't want to look precious! Don't give my Stupid Blankets anything else to taunt me about! "Okay, but you know, you sure do look like one Big Tough Lop in that costume...." Hmmmm......really? "Oh, yes! I certainly would NOT want to mess with you, no sir!" So I look tough in this get-up? "Oh, very much so, like a Super Hero Bunny who comes to save the day!" Well, I guess that's pretty cool. I don't mind being a Super Hero Bunny. "And you will look WAY more bad-ass than Scooter will look in his hot dog costume..." (Scooter is one of the bunnies that lives upstairs...) Scooter is going to be dressed up as a hot dog? "Yes, of course, unless YOU want to be the hot dog..." Uh, NO! I'll stick with Super Bunny, thank you very much!

Hey, wait...how did she talk me into that?

Anyway, tomorrow is Halloween and somehow Mom has managed to convince me and Scooter to wear costumes for when the kiddies come trick or treating. Okay, I think I can do that, especially if Mom promises me those extra raisins she said are in it for me if I do. I can look all cute and cuddly, and super-tough too! So my plan is, when I hear the door bell and Mom opens it, I am going to run really fast to show off my snazzy red cape! I must admit, it does look pretty cool.

And hey, it's better than being a hot dog. Especially one with ketchup. Mustard is WAY better!

Fluffy the Super Bunny

Hoppy Thanksgiving!

2008-10-13T20:02:00.000-07:00

Let's all pause for a moment to admire my extreme cuteness..........

Okay, onto my post. Hoppy Thanksgiving! With today being Thanksgiving Day, I thought I would take this opportunity to reflect upon those things for which I am extremely thankful. Yes, I will start with the obvious ones. Miss Binks. I *heart* her and am so grateful to have her as my best bunny friend. Her ear licks are the best and she is so pretty with her one pink eye! And of course, Mom and Dad! I am very thankful I have such bunny-obsessed parents who spoil us rotten and love us so deeply! But surely there must be more to be thankful for, right? Well of course there is! And here are a few that deserve special mention.

The food dehydrator. The food dehydrator is where all of our yummy treats come from! Mom slices up apples, bananas and pears and puts them inside. She also does blueberries and grapes and if we are extra good, which of course is all the time, she even puts in applesauce! Then a few hours or days later, our treats are ready! The fruit dries up into yummy bite-sized treats and the applesauce shrinks up into fruit roll-ups! SO GOOD!

Our friends at BinkyBunny who created the Maze Haven! Still our most favourite house to hang out in, we love jumping around inside and Miss Binks likes to hide in there when Mom does the vacuuming. With two floors and a rooftop patio, it's a great place to relax and snuggle!

The person who invented the banana. What a truly magnificent creation. Sweet and yummy, this fruit is beyond perfection! If anyone knows who invented the banana, please give them my number and tell them to call me - I really must thank them personally. Nothing makes my bum twitch quite like banana!

Dehydrated corn husks. Mom brought these back for us from BunFest and they are super delicious! Nice and crunchy with a sweet taste, Binks and I love to nibble them until they are gone!

My stupid blankets. Even though they taunt me by calling me names and such, the enjoyment I get from digging and chewing them cannot be truly expressed. Whenever I need to feel like a Big Tough Lop, up on that couch I go to teach those blankets a thing or two. And you better believe they learn a lot!

The new coffee table. It's very yummy. Miss Binks and I have been working quite hard on redesigning the legs and I must say, we are doing a fabulous job! We are very consistent, making sure each leg is equally nibbled and gnawed to perfection. And it's a great place for Binky and I to hide and snuggle, too! Thanks IKEA!

And I must give a shout out to Mother Nature for blessing us with unbelievable weather this weekend! Mom opened the patio door and set up the pen outside so I could hop in and out as I pleased. Miss Binks lounged under the coffee table, contemplating her next coffee-table-leg-chew - she's not really one to hop in and out of the patio doors. It was so nice to hop out there and say hello to Nutters and Butters who stopped by for peanuts, to lift my head up into the warm autumn air and sniff till my heart was content. Certainly not the kind of weather you'd expect for October! And with all the pretty leaves changing to yellows, reds and oranges, floating ever so gracefully to the ground, I really had to stand back and admire Her work.

Good job Mother Nature, good job. Another reason to be truly thankful.

Fluffy

BunFest Success!

2008-09-28T18:20:00.001-07:00

"Sit still, Fluffy! They're trying to take our picture!" That's what Miss Binks kept saying to me as Mom and Dad plopped us down on the "Hare E Potter" set of the Glamour Shots area of Bunfest. I was supposed to be wearing a little jacket but I was having NONE of that! As you can see from the picture, I was too excited to sit still, so Binks sat still and looked pretty instead.

BunFest 2008 was a huge success! SO MANY people showed up and many of them brought their bunnies! Mom and Dad said it was so nice to see so many other people who adore bunnies like they do. Well, why wouldn't they? We're adorable!

Many of the visitors were so happy to have a place to come to and bring their bunnies as well! They were able to buy toys and treats just for rabbits which can be really hard to find. A lot of people brought their bunns to the BunSpa for a nail trim and groom. Dr. Deb from the Acton Veterinary Clinic was also there and she was able to answer a lot of questions that people had. One couple even found out that their boy bunny was really a girl! OOPS!

Mom was SO busy but everything went very smoothly. We even had a line up at 11 am when we officially cut the ribbon and opened the doors! Dad helped out Mom all day and then took time to go back home, get the two of us and bring us to BunFest in our pink stroller. Don't worry, my blue blanket was inside. My blue blanket reminds everyone that I am a boy bunny, and a macho one at that! Mom and Dad took us right to the Glamour Shots so we could get cute pictures taken of us both. As you can see, Miss Binks is much more photogenic than me and she likes being a diva. Dad set her up with the "Best Bunny" award and she sat very prettily while the photos were taken. Then Dad spent a fortune getting all kinds of copies printed up - one for his car, one for is desk at work, one for his bedside table and on and on. He and Binky have a very special relationship. She is definitely "Daddy's Little Girl".

Mom bought us all kinds of treats, too! Pumpkin cookies, Blueberry Cobbler cookies, organic corn husks, hay cubes - YUM! I LOVE BunFest!

But most importantly, BunFest helped to educate all kinds of pet rabbit owners about how to properly care for their bunnies. And it raised a lot of money for Rabbit Rescue which, in turn, will go to help many, many more bunnies in need. And that is what makes my heart so happy. That and Binky's ear licks of course.

I can't wait for BunFest 2009!

Fluffy

Bye Bye Boo

2008-09-20T05:58:00.001-07:00

Mom came downstairs yesterday and picked me up. She gave me a tight hug and held me close to her chest and buried her face in my fur. She was crying. "Mom, what's wrong?"

"Oh Fluffy, your little brother Boo crossed the Rainbow Bridge today."

Mom held me in that special way, that way that tells me that she really needs me, so I didn't squirm in her arms like I sometimes do. I tried to comfort her. "What happened to him, Mom?"

"Oh, he was just an old little man. I guess his time had come. Even though he was just a little hamster, your Dad and I loved him dearly and it's left quite a big and empty hole in our hearts."

"Awww, Mom, it's going to be okay. Boo knew how much everyone loved him. He was a great little guy who was very lucky to have you and Dad to take care of him. I can't think of a hamster in the world luckier that he was."

"That's nice of you to say Fluffy. Dad and I sure do feel lucky for being able to know him. We're going to miss him an awful lot." I could feel Mom's tears through my fur and her sadness pierce my heart. "I love you Fluffy. You know how much Dad and I love you all, right?"

"Of course we do, Mom. You say it to us everyday. We love you too." I reassured her as she cried a river.

I'll miss my little brother Boo, even if he was a hamster and not a rabbit. He loved to roll up to me whenever he was in his exercise ball. If I put my head down just right, he would park his ball right up beside me and groom my fur through the air vents. He was an awesome little fellow. The world is a better place for having known him and the Rainbow Bridge shines all the more brighter with him there.

Sweet Dreams Little Boo. We will meet again someday...

Fluffy

BunFest Time!

2008-09-16T18:33:00.000-07:00

This is something Mom has been working really hard on for the last few months - a "bunny convention of epic proportions" she calls it. It's called BunFest and it's happening this Sunday!

Mom says it's really important that people with pet rabbits know how to properly take care of them. "Fluffy, did you know that some rabbits live in a small cage and never get out for exercise time? Did you know that some rabbits have never had hay? And did you know that some rabbits will live their entire lives without ever seeing a vet?" she asked me. "No Mom, I didn't know that. But why? Don't their people care about them? What can we do to help them?" She smiled, "Well, for starters, we are going to have a bunny event where people can bring their bunnies and learn all they can about how to properly take care of them. It's going to be called BunFest!"

And so BunFest was born. There's going to be all kinds of wonderful things for bunnies and their people to see and do! Bunny Glamour Shots, a BunSpa, a craft area, a Bunny Lounge & Cafe and of course, bunnies! People will be able to get information on all kinds of topics, ask rabbit-savvy vets any questions they want, buy toys and treats for their bunnies and bid on great stuff at the Silent Auction! There is even going to be a carrot eating contest! "Mom! I want to enter!" I told her. "Sorry Fluffy, it's for the people, not the bunnies." THUMP!

Mom is going to be working hard that day so Dad is going to bring Binks and I in our stroller to check out the fun! And the best part is, all the money they raise will go to help bunnies in need. You see, Mom and Dad both volunteer for Rabbit Rescue Inc. and helping bunnies is what they like to do best.

So while Mom attempts to tie up all the loose ends and get things ready for Sunday, she wanted me to get the word out and tell everyone I know about BunFest. If you live in the southern Ontario area and would like to come, please hop on by! It's for a great cause!

Fluffy

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Welcome To The BunnyDome

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Massive Rescue Underway!

I Disapprove Of This Sad News

Baby Bunnies!

Looking Pretty Buff

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Will The Real Fluffy McFluffersons Please Stand Up

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Post Christmas Report

What I Want For Christmas

Dear iPhone People.....

Binky The Carrot Thief

Buns Just Wanna Have Fun

Despite What She Thinks, Mom Is Not Funny.

Okay, Now Back To Me....

A Hammy Misadventure

BunFest 2010

The Little Blue Box

Sometimes It's Not All About Me

The Two Foot Rule

Ahhh, The Glamorous Life.....

Temporary Digs

Getting Away From It All And Trying To Heal

When A Heart Is Broken

THUMPS for Southwest Airlines!

Where For Art Thou?

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The Art Of Being On Time - THUMP!

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I Hate Cotton

New Hammy In The House

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Love Bites

There's A New Couch In Town....

New Year, Clean Bill Of Health!

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Bring On The Man In The Red Suit!

Until We Meet Again, Timmy....

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Love Is Blind

I'm Too Sexy For This Blog

Halloween Blues

Sulk & Vinegar

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The Ants Come Marching In....

Butters Goes Viral

Bunny Lessons

The Beautiful Things In Life.....

A Reprieve!

Big Fat Cat

Take This Toy And Stuff It

The Wrath of McFluffersons

Farewell Sweet Cheeks

Squirrel Feeder Sabotage!

Under Lockdown

Something Is In The Air!

In Trouble Again!

Here Comes The Easter Bunny!

I'm Ready For My Close-Up

All Hail The New Squirrel Feeder!

Binky's New Wardrobe

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Award-Winning Pose!

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