Bunspace Fun!

Bunspace. A place where bunnies unite and share their stories and connect with other bunnies from all over the world. And I am a member!

Thanks to Mom's hard work I now have my own profile on Bunspace.com. I have 33 carrots and 18 bunny buddies. Mom also made profiles for Binky and the other two bunnies who live upstairs, Ella and Scooter MaGoo. Boo doesn't have a profile because he is a hamster and only bunnies are allowed.

Mom likes the forums - she can meet all kinds of other people who adore rabbits just like her and Dad and it's a great place for bunny information. But best of all, it's jam packed full of pictures of bunnies, and that's what Mom says she likes best!

Mom says it has been crazy since she posted all of our profiles on Bunspace. All of these rabbits want to be our Bunny Buddies and we want to be Bunny Buddies right back. We are getting a lot of Buddy requests, comments and emails which is keeping her very busy. We LOVE it! Mom says it's official - her bunnies have more friends that she does!

I would like to send a special shout out to all of my Bunny Peeps out there in Bunspace who are reading my blog, especially my friend Freckles who is a frequent commentator - Hi Freckles! Word to Maddox, Pekoe, Wilbur, Huey, Basil, Pinky, Yogi, Adora, Loki, Faisal, Ella, Sam, Fez, Coco, Jumpin Jack Flash, Sox and Dakota Love and all my other readers! I feel very special to have made so many amazing friends from all over!

If anyone would like to visit me on Bunspace, just click my Bunspace Badge along the left side of my blog - you can see us all there, and leave us all carrots, too!

Fluffy

Bunny Storage

This is me - waaaaaaaayyyyyyyyy in the back of the storage area. How did I get there? Well, let me tell you...

Our house is still relatively new to me and I am always finding neat new places to get into some trouble. Recently, I discovered the "storage area"! It's like a closet because it has a bar to put hangars on and hang things up, but if you part the clothes, the closet goes way back about 10 feet, then it turns 180 degrees and tucks under the stairs. And it's an awesome place to hide!

Mom and Dad have all kinds of tubs and boxes and bags in there. All kinds of fun levels to jump up and down, cubby holes here, tunnels there and lots of dust to clog up my whiskers! Usually the door to the storage area is closed - but not tonight!

It didn't take long for Mom to stop watching her real estate show and realize I was gone. "Fluffy?" She got up and when she saw that the closet door was open, she knew right where to find me - deep inside the secret cave of fun!

Out came the flashlight and I heard her shuffle her way inside. For a bunny there is a lot of room, but for Mommy, not so much. After about 2 feet of closet, the top slopes down to about 4 feet, so she had to crouch down and walk all funny to get to where I was.

I saw the light swoop around and spot me in the dark. "Fluffy! You get out here right this instant!" Yeah, like I'm going to come out when I know I am already in trouble. "Fluffy! It's dangerous in here. Something could fall on you. Out!" Nope. I think I'll go hide behind these Rubbermaid thingies...

"Arg! Fluffy! Get out from behind there....OUCH!" Hee hee, she just hit her head. "Come on Fluff..."

I'm going to hop out further under the stairs. Lots of open space and......(Mom reaches to grab me but she can't quite reach me)...perfect! Just far enough that Mom can't get me! "Fluffy! Come here, Fluffy......Sweetie......" Oh, now she's sweet talking me. Won't work. "Ugh! Fluffy, it's cramped and dusty down here. Get yer butt out! Please?!"

Then there was a rattling. Two iron poles on the ground started shifting - Mom was behind it. I started dancing on the spot to avoid them and sure enough, when I was distracted, WHOMP! Mom's hand came down on my back. I was caught.

There is always that moment of wonder - I wonder how much trouble I'm in? I wonder what she will do? Will she give me a good finger wagging? And you just can't tell what will happen next, but judging from the grip she had on me, she was serious. Sometimes I wish I was a 12 pound Flemish Giant. She could never pick me up singlehandedly if I was.....

She picked me up and held me to her chest. She gave me kisses. "Fluffy! You silly, silly boy! Why do you always get yourself into trouble?" Because you left the door open, that's why. She rubbed me all over to get the cobwebs off, snorgled me in the beam of the flashlight, turned around and placed me on the floor facing the open door. "Now GIT!" and with that, I was off like a flash back to the comfort of Binks and her reassuring ear licks.

But I did find a treasure. A green yarmulke. That's right. And on the inside it says "Sarah Weaver's Bat Mitzvah, May 9, 1998". I wonder what I'll find...next time!

Fluffy

Rabbits on the Radio

No, this is not a picture of us and Mom and Dad. This is us with Mad Dog and Billie. Mad Dog and Billie host a morning radio show and Binky and I were invited to come down. And Mom, too.

Mom and Dad are volunteers for Rabbit Rescue. It's been a very busy week for everyone and not just because it's Easter. A week ago today, the SPCA called Rabbit Rescue because they needed help with over 300 bunnies taken from a cruelty investigation. 300 bunnies.

So, all the volunteers have been working around the clock to help. Many came to Rabbit Rescue and many went to other shelters and rescues who could take them. But there are still many more waiting for help. Rabbit Rescue was invited on the radio show to talk about the story, Rabbit Rescue and rabbits in general.

Mad Dog and Billie (Mad Dog doesn't look like a dog......and Billie is a girl...I'm confused) decided to have an Easter Bunny Race so it was me against Binks. "Ready, set GO!" and we were off! I don't really know what they wanted us to do so I just ran under a desk and decided it was time to wash my face. Binky hopped around and was helped across the finish line by one of the cheerleaders - yes, they had real cheerleaders! Everyone cheered for Binks and I had to cheer too! She seemed really impressed with herself and it was nice because usually she is very shy. But this morning, she was basking in the attention! Truth be told, I might have let her win *wink wink* - she deserves to be the centre of attention sometimes, too!

All in all, it was a lot of fun, and I know Mom helped a lot of bunnies by talking about it on the radio.

This weekend is Easter, everyone's favourite holiday, at least in this house! Binks and I have been working really hard wrapping tiny chocolate Easter eggs in pretty coloured foil for the Easter Bunny to hide. He appreciates our help - he calls us his "little elves". And with Easter comes spring and yes indeed, all that snow outside is definitely melting. When Mom opens the patio door to toss out peanuts for Nutters and Butters, our neighbourhood squirrels, I swear I can actually smell spring in the air!

So tonight I will cuddle with Binks and tell her again how proud I am of her winning the race today. I will imagine the melting snow revealing green grass and leafy trees. And I will think of all the bunnies we are trying to help. It makes me sad to think that people can be mean to bunnies, or any animals for that matter. I don't understand how humans think sometimes, but I guess that's because I'm a rabbit. I hope all of the rescued bunnies get a chance to be happy bunnies like me and Binks. It's a tall order for 300 rabbits, but we will do everything we can to get the job done, "one baby bunny hop at a time" like Mom always says.

Happy Easter.

Fluffy

Treats Please!

Here is a picture of me and Binks begging for treats. This is the pose we do when Mom tucks us in for the night, and she gets all mushy, starts talking to us in her goo-goo gaa-gaa voice and gives us our bedtime snack. Then, if we are lucky, Dad will come down later to check up on us and we will strike this pose again and convince him that Mom forgot to give us our snack so we each get another one. Hee hee!

I am going to do my first Fluffy blog interview with, of course, my girlfriend Binky. And we are going to talk about treats, because that is our favourite subject.

Me: Hello Miss Binks, you look mightly pretty today....

Binks: Tee hee hee, Fluffy.....!

Me: Anyway, let's talk about treats. Miss Binks, what is your favourite treat?

Binks: Well, Fluffy, other than you....it would have to be raisins. I really like raisins, especially when Mom lets us stick our heads right in the container and pick the ones we want.

Me: Oh, I LOVE that! It smells so nice in there. I would have to agree - raisins are good!

Binks: What is your favourite treat Fluffy?

Me: Well, Miss Binks, other than you of course (wink wink) I has to be banana! I know I have previously posted about the sweet goodness of banana and how, when I eat it, it makes my bum twitch. I don't know what it is, but it's just so YUMMY! What else do you like, Binks?

Binks: Mommy makes good treats, like the fruit roll ups. Those are yummy. And the apple chips....

Me: Yeah, and sometimes she makes pear chips, too! Remember the cookies Auntie Luisa sent us? The Nana Men?

Binks: I love the Nana Men! I hope Mom sees Auntie Luisa again soon and gets some...

Me: Me, too!

Binks: ...But nothing is as sweet as you, Fluffy. My favourite snack is nibbling on your ear (starts nibbling on Fluffy's ear...)

Me: .....Mmmmmmmm, that's nice.....yes, right there, yup, you got it! I love it when you nibble on my ear Binky. You can nibble on me anytime!

Binks: Tee hee hee, thanks Fluffy!

So that was my first interview! Summary - we love treats and each other! Too bad Mom and Dad only give us one or two a day, but any more, Mom says, and we might get sick. I don't like being sick. It makes my tummy hurt. But sometimes the best treats aren't the ones you eat. Like when Mom gives me ear tugs, or Dad plays with me on the couch, or Miss Binks gives me an eyeball wash. Having love is a real treat, too, although sometimes we might take it for granted. In fact, it might be the best treat of all, because you can have as much of it as you want and your tummy never hurts. But your heart gets nice and happy.

Fluffy