
Showing posts with label bunns. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bunns. Show all posts
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Friday, May 2, 2008
That's Good. That's Bad.
The bananas are back in at the commissary.
We have a happy household.
That's Good!
I'm sure you've noticed how Survivor Micronesia keeps sending people home because of medical reasons. . . .
. . . only because this part of the world is just one big petri dish!

That's Bad!
Monday, February 11, 2008
I love my bunns!
I heard the unmistakable sound of UhOh in the storage room/pantry (Garrett must have left the door open while I was outside.)
I shoo'd her out - but still could hear the rustling of the Xmas Tree bag that is stored below the bottom shelf. . . . .MAMA! I kept saying her name, hearing the bag rustling - but she wouldn't poke her little head out from behind. UhOh comes trotting back in and climbs on top of the bag while Mama is still hiding somewhere I can't see - but still hearing the rustling.
I shoo'd her out - but still could hear the rustling of the Xmas Tree bag that is stored below the bottom shelf. . . . .MAMA! I kept saying her name, hearing the bag rustling - but she wouldn't poke her little head out from behind. UhOh comes trotting back in and climbs on top of the bag while Mama is still hiding somewhere I can't see - but still hearing the rustling.
By now I'm fed up and try to just scoot out the tree and make a space for them to run out. But the bag is stuck to the floor and won't budge. I then recall water "mysteriously" spilled all over last week (still haven't found the culprit on that one) Well it was still wet under the tree and had formed a pretty good suction.
Meanwhile, I keep trying to locate where Mama is hiding from the rustling sound. Thinking she would have been scared out of her hiding from Garrett and me tugging - making all this noise.
So the tree is stuck halfway under the shelf - sticking out in the pantry when I notice a lump moving INSIDE the bag. OH! MAMA!!!!!
I couldn't reach back far enough to unzip the zipper - meanwhile Garrett is freaking out and grabbing some scissors ready to slash my $5.00 bag to bits (nevermind that the bunnies have pretty much done that already!)
So with Garrett freaking out - Mama freaking out inside the bag - and BabyUhOh freaking out on top of the bag. I freaked out because I saw some bitten wires sticking out of the hole they produced down where the water has suctioned the bag to the floor.
I finally found the zipper and there was Mama. Sitting right on top of all the branches. Poor thing (sort of)
Meanwhile, I keep trying to locate where Mama is hiding from the rustling sound. Thinking she would have been scared out of her hiding from Garrett and me tugging - making all this noise.
So the tree is stuck halfway under the shelf - sticking out in the pantry when I notice a lump moving INSIDE the bag. OH! MAMA!!!!!
I couldn't reach back far enough to unzip the zipper - meanwhile Garrett is freaking out and grabbing some scissors ready to slash my $5.00 bag to bits (nevermind that the bunnies have pretty much done that already!)
So with Garrett freaking out - Mama freaking out inside the bag - and BabyUhOh freaking out on top of the bag. I freaked out because I saw some bitten wires sticking out of the hole they produced down where the water has suctioned the bag to the floor.
I finally found the zipper and there was Mama. Sitting right on top of all the branches. Poor thing (sort of)
I'm still mad about my pre lit Christmas Tree probably not lighting come November.
I'm trying to squish the unmovable tree back under the shelf but I keep slipping in the water that has made it's way out from under it. I hollered for Garrett to help me but he tells me he can't because he's claustrophobic! I couldn't help myself when I yelled back that a dog would never have done this!
Monday, January 14, 2008
Bunny Addiction!
To make up for the yucky images of the last post, here's a warm fuzzy video starring the furry members of our family. Whoever said bunnies were dumb obviously never spent much time getting to know one.
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