Time To Play Catch Up

Mom would just like everyone to know that BlogSpot hasn't been working properly on her desktop - that's why most of my Peeps think that I have gone missing and have posted my picture on the side of milk cartons!  Don't worry my friends, I am alive and well!

Summer is winding down and in all honesty, Miss Binks and I haven't been doing much other than napping in the sun rays that shine through the patio doors and enjoying the central air conditioning. 

Mom decided to go somewhere she hasn't been in a while - to her Photobucket Account.  She'd forgotten about all of the stuff she had in there, including all these great old pictures of us bunnies in our younger days.  She thinks my Peeps might enjoy a trip down memory lane to see what kind of shenanigans Miss Binks and I have gotten into over the years.....

 

Here is Miss Binks investigating a suitcase.  Mom and Dad were going away and we were off to the bunnysitter's.  You can see our blankets and our igloo inside and Miss Binks is all "Hey!  What are you doing with my stuff?!"

 

 

Here is our first Christmas card, circa 2005!  As I am sure you can tell by the look on my face, I am none too pleased with wearing bells around my neck!  Mom still pulls those stupid things out every year....THUMP!

 

 

Here's me after I lost my manhood.  I was chewing my stitches so I had to wear this hideous cone on my head.  I am about a year old here.....

 

 

This is a picture of me and Boo.  Boo was the first hamster Mom and Dad ever had.  He was awesome, mainly because when he would roll around in his ball, I would lower my head and he would park it right against my forehead and pluck at my fur through the air vents.  He would groom me for hours....

 

 

And here my Peeps, is the picture that started it all.  This is Miss Binks when she was at the Toronto Humane Society, just after her eye was removed.  When Mom and Dad decided to foster a bunny, Mom found this picture of Miss Binks on their website.  She took the picture and made this poster, adding the words, and sent it to Dad.  They went and picked her up that weekend.  This was also when Mom and Dad discovered that they sucked at fostering - Miss Binks never went back, but was adopted instead :)

 

Perhaps I will share more pictures from my past in another entry, but for now I would like to leave you with one last picture.  Back in June, we lost our sweet hammy friend Louise.  In July, Mom and Dad welcomed a new little girl hammy into our family.  Her name was Bella and she was surrendered to a shelter at the ripe old age of 2 years and 7 months.  She was looking for a retirement home and Dad surprised Mom one day by adopting her and bringing her home to live with us.  Despite her age, she was full of energy!  She would climb the sides of her cage, fly around in her ball and give her wheel a good work out.  She never sad still and was always scurrying about.  It took no time at all for her to burrow her way into all of our hearts.  Sadly, sweet Bella passed away last weekend.  We may have only had her for about 6 weeks, but we all loved her as if we'd had her since she was a baby.  She was funny, silly, happy and friendly, and we will never forget her.  Rest in peace little Bella, we will miss you very much.....

 

 

 

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Saturating Social Media

Mom never jumped on the Facebook bandwagon.  Misguidedly, she was convinced it was merely a passing fad.  Wow, she missed that boat.  But despite the undeniable dominance of this little corner of social media, Mom has never made herself an account.  But Mom is no stranger to "connecting" with the world using other means - my blog being one of them.  She Tweets and Vines and was Instagramming before it was even cool.  Alas, she still hasn't figured out Tumblr....

Above we see one of many experiments she has being doing trying to find the perfect Instagram framing app.  Aren't Miss Binks and I adorable?  And speaking of adorable, here are Miss Binks and I canoodling in our tent....hopefully this link works...

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Ah yes, there we are, we just can't get enough of each other ;)  A bit of an explanation about that clip:  Miss Binks and I have been residing upstairs in the living room for the last few weeks.  We had air conditioner problems and unfortunately, a very shady repair company came in and charged a fortune for what really ended up being a blown fuse.  But the icing on the cake was when they left without reattaching the hose that connects the water drain to the output, resulting in water all over the basement, and in the family room where we live.  I tell ya, when Mom got home and saw that mess, she called those people and complained, but they just hung up on her.  Then Dad called back and he started speaking in what I can only describe as a completely different language - "colourful" language some people might call it - certainly words I'd never heard before.  And whoever he was talking to must have been hard of hearing because Dad sure was yelling awfully loud.  Anyway, our home insurance will be repairing the damage and us two have been relocated until said work has been completed.

Mom has finally gotten around to editing that other clip of me having a misadventure in the furnace room.  I LOVE the furnace room!  I'm not allowed in there because there is too much trouble I could get into, but every now and then, Mom or Dad might leave the door ajar and that's when I take full advantage.  So I leave you with this clip of me not listening to Mommy.....and make sure you watch to the end so you can see me giving the business to a blue pillow I found in there....

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Sunshine, Scaring Mom and Sad News....

Summer may *technically* still be two days away, but the weather outside has jumped ahead to full-on hot and sunny.  Fresh air from the screened patio door keeps Miss Binks and myself on our toes - her, with her nose pointed in the air sniffing the freshness that wafts in, and me, wishing once, just once, that the door might be left open so that I can dash out for a full-on rabbit run!  Alas, history dictates that I don't know how to behave properly when I am let outside without security, so staring beyond the mesh is all I can do, while Nutters and Butters mock me from the squirrel feeder.

But the nice weather means that Mom takes us out side in the x-pen so that we can get our toes in the grass and the sweet scents in our nostrils.  Binky is especially fond of being outside - she thinks she is a wild bunny when she is out there, not a worry in the world, periscoping on her back feet, her nose a-twitching.  Me on the other hand, I took a nap....

The Bunny Misadventures continue.  One I will talk about in another post as Mom hasn't edited the little video yet, but I did get into some other trouble that Mom and Dad did certainly not find funny....

Mom came down to give us our evening salads and she noticed that I wasn't in the family room.  The gate was open, which means there is a very good chance that my vagabond bunny feet have taken me someplace I'm not supposed to be.  Mom immediately checked the furnace room, as that has been my recent go-to hiding place when I get the chance.  But I wasn't in there.  She then checked the storage area, long known to have hid me on many occasions, but not this time.  This was when Mom started to worry.

She called Dad and told him I was missing.  He came downstairs and that's when the all-out search began.  Flashlights in hand, the furnace room was inspected again, moving all the x-pens, foam squares, the central vac hose, the toy box.....but I was not found.  Next they emptied the storage area - luggage sets, pictures, boxes, Rubbermaid totes, all hauled out into the hall.  Dad even crawled right to the back and turned the corner to see right under the bottom of the stairs......but I was not found.

Mom's shaky voice called out for me as she opened every cabinet door and Dad stared in bewilderment of where on Earth I could possibly be.  "Did you do outside for any reason?  Into the garage?" Mom asked.  Dad thought to himself.  "Uh, well I did go into the garage to get my wallet out of the car but then I came right back in...."  Mom raced to the door that goes into the garage and ran around the car calling my name.....

She found me by the garbage cans.

"HE'S HERE!!!!!!"  she screamed to Dad as she swooped me off the ground and squeezed me extra tight.  She wasted no time flying back into the house and plopping on the couch, rocking back and forth, crying into my fur......"Fluffy!!!!!  Why do you have to scare us like this?!  Why must you always get into trouble!"  Well, I certainly didn't mean to.  All I did was see Dad go out the door, so I followed him.  Then he turned around and went back in the house and left me in there!  "Look at you!  Your feet are dirty, and your whiskers are covered in dust!"  Well, yours would be too if you just spent three hours exploring garbage cans, recycling bins, snow tires, shelves, lawn chairs......... 

Mom was just so happy that Dad didn't actually open the garage door, because we all know, I would have been gone like a flash, and with a three hour head start, it's doubtful I would ever have been found.  She plopped me down by Miss Binks who proceeded to immediately start grooming all the yuckiness off of my fur.  "Where were you Fluffy?  I didn't know where you went..." she said.  "Binky, did you know that right through that door lies a bunny adventure playground beyond anything you could imagine?  It was uncharted territory and I just had to explore it all!"

"Yes, but something could have happened to you.  You could have got hurt, or got lost outside....what would I do without you?"

"Oh, I guess that's true.  I'm sorry I worried you my Binky Girl.  I'll try to be a good bunny and always be by your side......."

I feel bad that I caused so much worry, that I made Mom's eyes leak and Dad's hair turn a little more grey.  Us animals that share this house and life with them mean the world to them, and losing any of us is not something either of them ever wants to think about.

Unfortunately, our hearts were broken last week when our little Louise Hamster crossed the Rainbow Bridge.  It happened so fast and unexpectedly, it was a complete shock to us all.  One evening, Weezie was running around exploring the couch cushions, and the next evening, Dad found her weak and cold by her food dish.  He called for Mom to come.  They tried to warm her up but it didn't help, she was just slowly fading away right in Mommy's hands.  Mommy kissed her, stroked her and cried in her fur.  It was clear to her and Dad that Louise was dying, and as hard as it was, Mom said "If you have to go Louise, please go.  Don't hang on for us.  We love you!  We love you so very, very much and we will miss you.  Please don't ever forget how much we love you, sweet baby......."  And within minutes, sweet Louise took her last breath and lay still in Mommy's shaking hands.....

Mom has always said that love knows no size, that even the smallest of creatures can love and be loved.  Weezie may have been hamster-sized, but the love we shared with her was giant-sized.  You will be missed sweet Louise - you were a very beloved friend and your absence is deeply felt in all of our hearts......

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Back To Business

Well, after a torturous few months of eye drops and antibiotics, I am very happy to report that I am all better!  My tear production is back to normal and my eye ulcer is completely gone!  I do still have to have drops everyday, but they are just the saline ones to keep my eyes nice and hydrated, not the medical drops that would sting.  It's taken me a while to stop thumping every time I see Mom or Dad - I keep thinking they are just going to try to medicate me again.  So overall, I am a very happy Big Tough Lop!

And what would a Big Tough Lop be without a bunny misadventure?!  Hee hee!  I'm still at the top of my game as you will see from the video above.  Mom was sitting in the family room when I trotted on out into the hall to see what sort of mischief I could get into.  Mom heard me rustling around somewhere so she decided to go have a look.  Knowing that there is a very good chance of me being in trouble, she filmed me on her iPad.  Have a look!

So Peeps, the lesson today is you are never too old to get into trouble!  Eat your hay, eat your salads, take your meds ("like a good bunny!") and play safe :)

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