My Heart

"My heart has joined the thousand, for my friend stopped running today."
Richard Adams
Watership Down

Except it was yesterday, in the vets office. I made the pain stop. It was the least I could do.

Ankles

How She is Now

Silver is still here with me, Ankles, and has a good life. Ankles got her a big Xpen under the dining table and then took her to Rabbit Haven adoption fair in Sunnyvale where she met Pierre and got married. They spend a lot of time lounging in the family room. Pierre ate the Bungalows too fast so Ankles got a banana box and those work well. Silver is an elderbun, her kidneys are failing her. She is in the home stretch and struggles with incontinence. She drinks a lot of unflavored Pedialyte and still shows zest for life by destroying cardboard boxes. Here are some pictures.

August '14

May '15

March '15

November '14

Sept '14

Apr '15

Aug '14

She loves Pierre, who had a strange and horrible past and it not easily pet by people. She is his rock. He will be lost without her. So will I. Love, Ankles

Peacefulness Transfer

Mr. Ankles vaccuumed the family room.
There was a lot of noise.
Ankles was very frightened.
I kept her company in another room.
I let her snuggle me close and breath in my hair.
It was over soon and we could go back.

Thank You, Captain Obvious

Tasty and Not So Tasty

Regarding my phone books:
Yes, Breathe, the Ls were tasty.

The Zs, not so much.

Discriminating Collector

These are just two of my many phone books.

Pretty nice.
Don't you think?

Orlando

You know Orlando of Diva Kitty and the Fluffies.
He got sick.
He went to the V.E.T. and got meds and fluids.
He would not eat or poop for a long time.
We were afraid he was heading for The Bridge.
Finally, Orlando has turned the corner.
He is getting better.
He is eating and pooping.
I am so relieved.

Stay

Stay with us, Orlando.

Housekeeping!

Housekeeping?!?!

More like House-throwing-away!!

I disapprove.

Say It With Hair

You can say a lot with shedding.

Well, I can, anyway!

Crunchy on the Outside

Peanuts are wonderfull.
I have heard there may be some that have two nuts inside.
All of mine have only one.

They are fun too.
First, eat a hole in the shell.

Then, eat the chewy part inside.

Finally, eat the rest of the shell.

I Heart New Projects!

This is my old phone book.

Ankles got me new ones.

She says the Marina Market has hundreds!

Parsley

There were so many comments on my last post.
I am speechless.
Ankles says we have lots of new blogs to check out!

I love you, Fans!

Ho-o-o It's Magic

Sometimes my Nut Knot is here.
Sometimes there.
Nobody sees me move it.
They think it moves by itself.
They think it is magic.
It is not.

I move it by telekinesis.
One of my many bun skills.
Buns have been fooling people for a long time.
It's easy.
People are gullible.

Example: Magician pulls rabbit out of hat.
Everybody thinks the magician did it.
They are wrong.
It was the rabbit.
The magician was a stooge.

Opera Box

Mary Shelley went into my Opera Box.
Nothing came out.
That is because Mary Shelley only knows one chord.
It's chord-ur-oy!

Thump
Thump
Thump

BinkBink!!!


Silver, you are assuming that everyone knows Amahl and the Night Visitors is an opera.

I told you.
My peeps are smart.

My Box

"This is my box!
"This is my box!
"I never travel
"without my box."

Silver, it's too obscure. Nobody is going to know that song.

My fans are erudite.

Even RG won't know that song.

RG can google it.

Floormaster

My Oxbow Bungalow is pretty nice.
The woven hay floor is OK.
I thought it would be nicer if it had carpet.
The carpet of my BUNker is suitable.
I am removing the factory installed flooring of the Bungalow so that the BUNker floor will be visible.
It's a lot of work, but I don't mind.

The Softer Side of the Bun

Whiskers is in my BUNker with me.
Normally, I do not allow Whiskers in the BUNker.
Even when I am not in it.
This day was different.
Ankles Jr. had his golf thing out.
It is a suspicious golf thing.
It makes a suspicious sound.
I went in the BUNker to get safe.
Whiskers needed to be safe too.
I let her be safe in my BUNker.

Hop-la Espanol

This is my favorite spot for noontime stasis.
It is secluded behind the pot in the corner.
I can see a lot if I open my eyes.