<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107</id><updated>2011-11-11T19:23:12.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Bunny</title><subtitle type='html'>A blog about the daily life of a rabbit slave, shelter volunteer, and professional pet sitter as I try to build a life in which my passion for animals can shine.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>87</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-4452718508017229696</id><published>2010-11-05T16:24:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T16:41:01.557-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedicated to Abbey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xn1XF764IGU/TNRrcT_BRDI/AAAAAAAAACM/ZOAfia-jHvE/s1600/fez%26abbey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536167976090289202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xn1XF764IGU/TNRrcT_BRDI/AAAAAAAAACM/ZOAfia-jHvE/s320/fez%26abbey.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have bad news to share. Be prepared; this is a long post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Sunday, October 24th, my dear Abbey passed away suddenly after a brief, two day illness. We don't know what happened. We did everything that we could. By the time that the cause was actually showing (an absess behind her eye) she was so weak and unstable, that the vet was not able to stabilize her. I lost her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The vets and some friends of mine and I have concluded that Abbey was older than we thought. She must have been slowly losing weight (she was down 3lbs when I took her to the vet - and I hadn't noticed any change in her habits until that day). As bunnies age the small issues they have can overwhelm their systems. This is what I now believe happened. But it doesn't make her loss any easier. I miss her every moment and feel her absense when I even just walk past the rabbit room. She is gone. I would like to share her story, as a catharsis, and to help myself remember that although she is no longer with me, memories of our time together always will be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536166127902279010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xn1XF764IGU/TNRpwu8qRWI/AAAAAAAAAB8/r_XQUz4GEY0/s320/cutenoses.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abbey was my first "foster" with &lt;a href="http://www.rabbitrescue.ca/"&gt;Rabbit Rescue Inc&lt;/a&gt;. She came to my home in July (I think) of 2007. She came to us from a lady who had rescued her but couldn't keep her. Abbey had been living in an outdoor hutch year round. She was attacked by a dog, and when the lady rescued her she had a large absess on her back. She was not in good shape. She took her in and the absess was removed, and Abbey healed. She was a fighter, and she pulled through. Her fur in the back area always grew in differently, like soft baby bunny fur, after that. I could always see where her "scar" was. It was about 8 inches long and 2 inches wide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abbey lived in my kitchen and from the start I enjoyed sitting beside her and having her there, giving my fingers kisses and leaning against me for pets. She was quite demanding and greedy, and would relentlessly head butt anyone around her for attention. She loved to stretch her back legs out behind her, and stretch her head down and foward, and look as long as she could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day the adoptions manager emailed me with a potential adopter. She asked, "Is Abbey available?" I clicked reply and began to write that she was, then burst into tears at the thought of her leaving. I deleted the text, and wrote back, "NO, she's mine!" and sent in the papers. I just couldn't imagine my life without her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abbey was so much to me. She made me laugh when I needed it most. After Cappuccino died in December 2007, it was Abbey who I snuggled into, breathing in the bunny smell. When Abe died, who I had intended to bond to Abbey, I came home devestated to find Abbey waiting at the door, and when she saw me she started to binky around like a mad-woman. Abbey did these mini-binkies. She would toss her head, and binky with her back legs only, and turn around in a 180. It made me laugh, even though I was so upset. It was like she was telling me that Abe was okay, he was at peace, and that things would be okay again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was my companion on sleepless nights, when I sat in the bunny room and absorbed the calmness, she would come and lean against my leg and fall asleep, silently comforting me. She was my little clown, with her little binkies, and her love of bananas! She was very ladylike, unless there was banana involved. I think she could fit more in her mouth than a person, just through sheer determination. She bullied Fez and Norbert, and made them groom her from head to toe, she picked the best pellets from each food dish and if the boys were in the way of anything she wanted, she climbed on their heads. She greeted each new person by running over and periscoping up for an ear rub and never showed fear. She was so very special to me, and I feel her absence in every way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am coping well, the boys are doing fine and Jack is business as usual. The boys are snuggling a lot and treating me pretty normally. Norbert has been made to endure more pets than normal, and he seems to slowly be getting slightly more comfortable with that. Fez refuses to submit and continues to toss his head and pounce away. I am remembering to cherish each one for their individuality. They are all my favourites, truly, in their own special ways. Abbey's way was her silent, mighty, courageous spirit. I will never forget the lessons she taught me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536166017968497106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xn1XF764IGU/TNRpqVaZ4dI/AAAAAAAAAB0/vT1V9yHsJR8/s320/PrettyAbbey1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-4452718508017229696?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/4452718508017229696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=4452718508017229696&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/4452718508017229696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/4452718508017229696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2010/11/dedicated-to-abbey.html' title='Dedicated to Abbey'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xn1XF764IGU/TLYQD9226_I/AAAAAAAAAAg/bc3yVlnIcyA/S220/cappuccino+and+me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xn1XF764IGU/TNRrcT_BRDI/AAAAAAAAACM/ZOAfia-jHvE/s72-c/fez%26abbey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-1761392314814025477</id><published>2010-10-26T15:31:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T16:53:30.569-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What NOT To Say When Adopting a Rabbit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How to Adopt a Rabbit from a Rescue or Shelter:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rule Number 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When told the minimum cage requirements, don't tell the adoption counsellor that it seems "too big" for a rabbit. Furthermore, when the adoption counsellor insists that the requirements are the SMALLEST they will accept, and that bunny needs a lot of exercise outside of the cage, DO NOT say, "Well, if I bought a smaller cage, and the bunny didn't get exercise, you would never know, would you?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know now, thank you. Application denied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today's Lesson: Don't tell the adoption counsellor that you intend to lie on your application.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 171px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532440872607018354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xn1XF764IGU/TMctqViX7XI/AAAAAAAAABo/HYtlwinwx1M/s320/asiago.jpg" /&gt;Asiago, available for adoption from &lt;a href="http://www.rabbitrescue.ca/"&gt;Rabbit Rescue Inc&lt;/a&gt;., Ontario, Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-1761392314814025477?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/1761392314814025477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=1761392314814025477&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/1761392314814025477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/1761392314814025477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2010/10/what-not-to-say-when-adoption-rabbit.html' title='What NOT To Say When Adopting a Rabbit'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xn1XF764IGU/TLYQD9226_I/AAAAAAAAAAg/bc3yVlnIcyA/S220/cappuccino+and+me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xn1XF764IGU/TMctqViX7XI/AAAAAAAAABo/HYtlwinwx1M/s72-c/asiago.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-2187580320602935445</id><published>2010-10-13T16:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T16:31:13.968-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Renovations...</title><content type='html'>Hi Everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have decided to make some changes to the blog, and also to begin to devote more time to blogging once again. Instead of writing about the antics of strictly Fez and the bunnies, I will be focusing on my life here in Virginia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I live with my four house rabbits, Fez, Abbey, Norbert, and Jack, my partner, and our beagle. I volunteer with rabbit rescues, the local shelter, and work as a professional pet sitter with a small company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After much soul searching, a few years ago I quit my career path at the time to work with animals. It is a journey I am still on, as I strive to gain a foothold working in a shelter to help people and animals alike. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each day I come a tiny bit closer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fez and the bunnies here are all well. However, I am quite sad to report that my dear Bambi, who I left back in Canada with my mom due to her age, passed away last week from cancer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527630745106396658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xn1XF764IGU/TLYW4EOYNfI/AAAAAAAAABg/b-Yd48a1Oog/s320/bambi.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She was with my mom, who loved her very much, and we miss our sweet little girl dearly. She was about 12 -14 years old. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-2187580320602935445?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/2187580320602935445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=2187580320602935445&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/2187580320602935445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/2187580320602935445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2010/10/renovations.html' title='Renovations...'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xn1XF764IGU/TLYQD9226_I/AAAAAAAAAAg/bc3yVlnIcyA/S220/cappuccino+and+me.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xn1XF764IGU/TLYW4EOYNfI/AAAAAAAAABg/b-Yd48a1Oog/s72-c/bambi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-5419445657769477832</id><published>2010-08-26T16:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T16:10:10.202-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Busy for Blogging</title><content type='html'>Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bunnies and I are all doing fine. I have been so busy working two jobs and with life in general! I just wanted you all to know that they are doing great though, everybun is happy and healthy, and I am getting started on a new blog that will be up shortly that is less centered on just the bunnies (though they will be in appearance) and more focused on the whole picture over here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you are all great, will get a bit caught up :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-5419445657769477832?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/5419445657769477832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=5419445657769477832&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/5419445657769477832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/5419445657769477832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2010/08/too-busy-for-blogging.html' title='Too Busy for Blogging'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AComoQpJtb4/ShQzk3xue8I/AAAAAAAAABA/YJqQO9zkFro/S220/feztoes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-4196041027578339048</id><published>2010-03-09T09:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T09:53:33.349-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pancakes has crossed the Bridge</title><content type='html'>Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very, very sad to report that Pancakes has crossed to the Bridge, early this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His family is devestated and to be honest, so am I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My one thought is that Pancakes is now pain free, and before he died he had 5 weeks of unconditional love and care from two amazing people.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Dustin has stated that any donations that have been made and are still left, he will donate to other rabbits in need. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who would like to email him directly, with any words you might be able to scrounge up (I know I'm having a hard time) you can contact him at &lt;a href="mailto:campbell.dustin@gmail.com"&gt;campbell.dustin@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all for your thoughts and support on behalf of Pancakes and his family.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/S5Zg5C3EEOI/AAAAAAAAAWw/ik-ZsALvxaw/s1600-h/pancakes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="350" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/S5Zg5C3EEOI/AAAAAAAAAWw/ik-ZsALvxaw/s400/pancakes.jpg" vt="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-4196041027578339048?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/4196041027578339048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=4196041027578339048&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/4196041027578339048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/4196041027578339048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2010/03/pancakes-has-crossed-bridge.html' title='Pancakes has crossed the Bridge'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/S5Zg5C3EEOI/AAAAAAAAAWw/ik-ZsALvxaw/s72-c/pancakes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-8249568065646451913</id><published>2010-03-08T20:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T20:36:38.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Pancakes Update</title><content type='html'>Hi again everyone. Pancakes is in the hospital tonight, getting IV fluids, pain meds, etc etc. I just wanted to share the post that his Dad put on BunSpace earlier, it is very touching and at the very least will make us all go immediately to hug our own special bunnies, kitties, doggies, fishies, turtles, or whatever else that is special to us in our lives...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pancakes was not getting any better.  He keeps going through, what looks like progression and then falling two steps worse than the last round.   &lt;p&gt;Today, we decided to hospitalize him to help him get better.  We had hoped so much that he would be able to do it on his own and I know that each and every one of your parents who has ever had to hospitalize you will understand the horrible heartache that Maria and I are feeling right now.   We don't like the fact that he is in a different environment with new people and without us to be there to cuddle and support him and I reaaaaaaaaally hope he doesn't feel abandoned (it is breaking my heart just thinking about it.)   &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I spoke with the doctor on the phone (because I was at work all day)  and he said that so far Pancakes is on IV, a catheter (sp?), and has a concoction of medications and pain killers.  He has been incredibly co-operative (moreso than one of the staff has ever seen a bunny be.)  He has voluntarily eaten pellets and critical care food.   The doctor won't say if he is out of the woods yet or not because it is too early to tell but so far, he is progressing really, really, well.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I had a long and earnest discussion with him about options.   We talked about Bicillin (thank you bunspace because I had never heard about it until the wonderful bunnies here had told Pancakes about it.)   The vet is going to investigate it because I wanted him to be absolutely certain that a bunny in Pancakes condition can handle it.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;  I also spoke with him frankly on the matter of his mouth and in particular, options regarding his experience with bunny mouths.  He was kind (and honest) to share where his expertise is at and where it isn't.  Thankfully, that too, is not a worrisome issue as there is a hospital not very far from our town that specializes in it...so...while Pancakes gets stronger, his mouth will be fully assessed to find out if the problem is in the Doctor's skillset to fix or if the other hospital will need to join in the Saving Pancakes program.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;  I thank everyone who has supported Pancakes in his fight and I am doing everything I can think of to keep that support going because I am not sure how the hospitalization will affect us financially....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I need LOTS of moral support (because although people at my work understand how important Pancakes is, it's still no excuse for crying at work :P)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So, if you are reading this, please make your next click to be toward leaving a comment because although I haven't come anywhere CLOSE to replying to everyone and saying hello to all Pancakes' new friends, your comments, are very very very very very very very important to us.    We are (in our city) surrounded by people who would have long given up on Pancakes who simply do not understand why we are fighting so hard for this sweeet (ok, now I am crying)...sweet bunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Bunspace is full, and I mean just packed, with bunnies and bipeds who do understand how special a bunny can be and I cannot possibly capture just how your words, how bunspace, how BiN, how Winston, Rocky, Binky, and soooo many other bunnies (no offense to anyone I haven't listed, it would just take me about 5 pages to list everyone), how this entire community has given Maria and I the exact words that we needed to hear.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;   I am not saying we would have ever given up on Pancakes if we didn't discover bunspace but what I am saying is that without bunspace:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1) Pancakes would not be getting the care he is receiving now.  His options would have been far less open.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;2) I would have struggled 1000 times harder to make options available to him&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;3) We would have never known about Bicillin or these recommended bunny-expert health care places&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;4)  Maria and I would have been fighting this battle with our hearts shredded to pieces.  Our morale has been crushed with each downfall. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Bunspace bunnies have been there to help us with everything.   Pancakes owes you everything and although Maria and I only took Pancakes into our care to avoid him being sent to the rainbow bridge before his time...we have in the past month discovered that we owe Pancakes for all the joy and happiness he has brought into our lives.   Little magical moments like him hopping up to you for no other reason than he wants to cuddle and feel safe in your arms.....it makes you think..that this little tiny bundle of sweetness, looks at our touch and our embrace as a safety and comfort feeling for him....how could we not fall in love with him?  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In about 3 hours time, he will have been personally away from my arms for a complete 24 hours.   This has been the hardest day that my memory can think of.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;-Dustin (ever-loving Dad of Pancakes)"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He is on BunSpace for those of you who are as well under Pancakes, from London, Ontario. The support you all send means a lot as you can tell. I know we have all felt this way - and knowing there are people there who understand and who genuinely care, even though they are strangers, somehow makes things just a tiny bit easier.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope everyone and their bunnies are well tonight! And stay that way! The gang here is all fine. There is a special anniversary coming up on March 12th (The Barrie Bunny Anniversary). I, too, am grateful to have a caring community and feel lucky to know that somewhere I am understood!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Amy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-8249568065646451913?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/8249568065646451913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=8249568065646451913&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/8249568065646451913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/8249568065646451913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2010/03/another-pancakes-update.html' title='Another Pancakes Update'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-4238562002990857988</id><published>2010-03-04T11:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T11:09:10.842-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on Pancakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello kind friends!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some of you requested a Pancakes update. His site was updated late last night by his owner. The donations have really brought them up and out of the trouble zone for now! But it does sound like he will require dental work from his recent post.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He is doing much better and back to being active. His cheek is continuing to heal. They found a lump on his neck but believe it to be his lymph node with a bit of swelling due to his body fighting the infection from his cheek. He&amp;nbsp;had been drooling a lot and having trouble eating - but he just lost an incisor, which sounds like it had been broken and that was what was bothering him. He is now no longer drooling and is able to eat much easier!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You can visit his status page: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dustincampbell.ca/pancakes/hisstatus.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.dustincampbell.ca/pancakes/hisstatus.html&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;to read the full update.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He also posted some new pictures to show his progress! Under his pictures page. Please be aware they are graphic in terms of his missing cheek, so I won't post a direct link, but if you want to view the pictures you can find them. They do show a nice steady progress.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you all from the bottom of my heart on behalf of Pancakes, for taking the time to read about him and give support with thoughts, emails, donations, and passing on the word.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-4238562002990857988?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/4238562002990857988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=4238562002990857988&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/4238562002990857988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/4238562002990857988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2010/03/update-on-pancakes.html' title='Update on Pancakes'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-1514936230692859736</id><published>2010-03-02T13:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T13:51:36.431-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An Apology... and a Plea</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Been a long time... so I wanted to say sorry! I try to keep up with reading about you guys, but Mom has been soooooooooooo busy, so she claims. She would like to offer you this very adorable picture of some buntocks to appease you:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/S41Yd_ONf7I/AAAAAAAAAWs/ptlLmijUJ6M/s1600-h/fez&amp;amp;norbert%20tocks.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/S41Yd_ONf7I/AAAAAAAAAWs/ptlLmijUJ6M/s400/fez&amp;amp;norbert%20tocks.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know, we are cute. Even from the back end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, Mom also would like to jump in and offer a few words, or something. Now it's my turn to apologize... At least she probably won't call you FezzerBumm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I only want to quickly ask that you guys take a few moments to visit a website about a special bunny named &lt;a href="http://www.dustincampbell.ca/pancakes/"&gt;Pancakes.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Pancakes lives in London, Ontario, Canada. He is approximately 2 years old, and a Netherland Dwarf bunny. He is incredibly friendly and loving. His previous owners abandoned him - with an abcess in his cheek roughly the size of a golf ball.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now, I know many of us have dealt with our bunnies being sick. Treated them, vetted them, cared for them. Someone has luckily taken Pancakes in, to treat and care for. Unfortunately he is having difficulty with the financial aspect of treatments. You can read all about what Pancakes has had to go through on the website. I am posting here to ask people to pass it on, or to donate if you can.&amp;nbsp;The website notes that you can't donate directly to the vet; however a friend of mine has&amp;nbsp;called the vet directly and they will accept a credit card payment directly to&amp;nbsp;be put towards Pancakes' care. The vet is:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1310 Commissioners Road West&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;London, (ON)&lt;br /&gt;N6K 1E1&lt;br /&gt;(519) 472-3770 &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hope you are all well and I will get caught up and updated shortly! Thanks for taking the time to read about Pancakes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-1514936230692859736?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/1514936230692859736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=1514936230692859736&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/1514936230692859736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/1514936230692859736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2010/03/apology-and-plea.html' title='An Apology... and a Plea'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/S41Yd_ONf7I/AAAAAAAAAWs/ptlLmijUJ6M/s72-c/fez&amp;norbert%20tocks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-4595363968078959955</id><published>2009-12-31T10:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T10:25:17.582-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoppy Holidays!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SzzA-ES4KOI/AAAAAAAAAWk/bLW35aJx0jU/s1600-h/norbie2ndlevel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SzzA-ES4KOI/AAAAAAAAAWk/bLW35aJx0jU/s400/norbie2ndlevel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, we are totally over not going to the top levels. It did torture mom, but they are just so fun! See Norbert enjoying it up there!? He likes to climb down along all the boxes. Wheeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So we thought maybe we should give mom&amp;nbsp;a break. It's not nice to torture her. The other slave was giving her presents too, so we didn't want to be upstaged. He gave her this loud thing, she calls it a dyson. She got all excited and ran into our room and turned on the loud thing, and kept schreeching "it's picking up the hay!!!" while she ran around the room. What a whacko. Anyway, we thought since she has so much fun with this thing, we should make sure she has lots to use it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had this bright idea, to throw all the hay and stuff out of our litter boxes and strew it around the room. Then she could come in with the loud thing and get all happy and pick it all up. Brilliant! So, we have started to regularly do this for her. When she walks by and peeks in and sees the gifts we've given, she says things like, "OH! You BUNNIES!" and then gets the loud thing right away. She must really love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday we did it three times. Let me tell you, on the third time, when she saw how generous we are, she was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SPEECHLESS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I'm pretty sure I saw a tear in her eye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So Hoppy Holidays to you all! I hope you can all do something as nice as this for YOUR humans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-4595363968078959955?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/4595363968078959955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=4595363968078959955&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/4595363968078959955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/4595363968078959955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2009/12/hoppy-holidays.html' title='Hoppy Holidays!'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SzzA-ES4KOI/AAAAAAAAAWk/bLW35aJx0jU/s72-c/norbie2ndlevel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-822674725210944343</id><published>2009-12-08T15:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T15:16:59.497-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Caught in the Act!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, she finally figured it out. Norbert and I ventured up to the second level to stretch our legs, and she caught us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/Sx6uVSRCYSI/AAAAAAAAAVc/PyszX00rZBo/s1600-h/feznorbieontop.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/Sx6uVSRCYSI/AAAAAAAAAVc/PyszX00rZBo/s400/feznorbieontop.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Man, then all the squeaking she did, and jumping around, and picture taking, and more squeaking, and telling the other slave to come and look... I really don't think he cared. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So the fun of torturing her is over. Oh well... I'm sure we can find another way....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-822674725210944343?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/822674725210944343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=822674725210944343&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/822674725210944343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/822674725210944343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2009/12/caught-in-act.html' title='Caught in the Act!'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/Sx6uVSRCYSI/AAAAAAAAAVc/PyszX00rZBo/s72-c/feznorbieontop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-4347444852380107192</id><published>2009-11-23T14:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T14:20:51.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Bunday... on the ground level</title><content type='html'>We are perfectly happy, down here, on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SwrgC6qFW-I/AAAAAAAAAVM/e1EUQ_5GRcQ/s1600/Norbie%20and%20Fez%20ears.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SwrgC6qFW-I/AAAAAAAAAVM/e1EUQ_5GRcQ/s400/Norbie%20and%20Fez%20ears.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I believe I will continue to drive the Mom crazy by refusing to climb the ramp. Lately she has started to put Jack up in the upper level... I can tell. I can smell her up there. I bet she's leaving little poops as if it's her own area. But it's not hers. It's mine. I just choose not to go up there. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-4347444852380107192?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/4347444852380107192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=4347444852380107192&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/4347444852380107192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/4347444852380107192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2009/11/monday-bunday-on-ground-level.html' title='Monday Bunday... on the ground level'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SwrgC6qFW-I/AAAAAAAAAVM/e1EUQ_5GRcQ/s72-c/Norbie%20and%20Fez%20ears.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-604933366815963026</id><published>2009-11-17T13:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T13:54:02.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sneaking up...</title><content type='html'>I decided to sneak to the second level in the middle of the sleeping time for Mom. But she caught me! I should have known. She always gets up at night to pet us and refill our hay.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SwLxBVuRMNI/AAAAAAAAAUs/-8LUGCrhNfo/s1600/sneakyfez.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SwLxBVuRMNI/AAAAAAAAAUs/-8LUGCrhNfo/s400/sneakyfez.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I sat really, really still. I thought maybe she wouldn't see me, then I could sneak back down and she would continue to go insane. But she saw me. And got all squeaky, and took my picture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, the joke is on her. I haven't gone back up since! Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-604933366815963026?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/604933366815963026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=604933366815963026&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/604933366815963026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/604933366815963026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2009/11/sneaking-up.html' title='Sneaking up...'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SwLxBVuRMNI/AAAAAAAAAUs/-8LUGCrhNfo/s72-c/sneakyfez.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-4082517775145022073</id><published>2009-11-06T11:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T11:54:46.457-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhh.... Friday!</title><content type='html'>We are so glad that it's Friday! We have a pretty tough life you know.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SvRUZY_ytNI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7m116Q2V3HU/s1600-h/abbeyhay.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SvRUZY_ytNI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7m116Q2V3HU/s400/abbeyhay.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We work so hard sometimes it's hard to find the energy to even eat! Somehow, we manage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mom is still harping on us to try going to explore the other levels. We are still note sure. I guess that really intelligent animals, like rabbits, just don't adapt to change very quickly! She has bribed us with treats, and cajoled us, and even put Abbey up on the second level (! can you believe the indignity?!) but we won't go until we are good and ready!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Friday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-4082517775145022073?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/4082517775145022073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=4082517775145022073&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/4082517775145022073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/4082517775145022073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2009/11/ahhh-friday.html' title='Ahhh.... Friday!'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SvRUZY_ytNI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7m116Q2V3HU/s72-c/abbeyhay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-5698071515685625916</id><published>2009-10-29T16:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T16:08:45.571-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Digs</title><content type='html'>Hi everybun from our new place! Check out our set-up:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/Sun1JYKx-tI/AAAAAAAAAUc/DwW0Gh6evwg/s1600-h/sunroom.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/Sun1JYKx-tI/AAAAAAAAAUc/DwW0Gh6evwg/s320/sunroom.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;There are 6 of those big windows, and lots of space in the rest of the room. Jack has explored a ton. She has even found a spot in the windows to lay in. However..... we three aren't so sure of our new condo.....&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/Sun1HlbOakI/AAAAAAAAAUM/MEK1mtHEKgw/s1600-h/bigcondo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/Sun1HlbOakI/AAAAAAAAAUM/MEK1mtHEKgw/s320/bigcondo.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;See, Mom's put lots of stuff on the second level there, trying to get us to go up there. We remain unconvinced. You can completely forget about the third level at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;From Fez's Mom: &lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;If anyone has any ideas of how I can entice these cowards to explore their HUGE condo, I'm all ears! I'm tired of seeing them like THIS for half the day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/Sun1I_gRAxI/AAAAAAAAAUU/8DevHb4lS_I/s1600-h/closeup.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/Sun1I_gRAxI/AAAAAAAAAUU/8DevHb4lS_I/s400/closeup.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Squished in one litter box! (Please note.... they are free range in the entire sunroom for 12 hours a day, so still getting lots of exercise.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-5698071515685625916?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/5698071515685625916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=5698071515685625916&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/5698071515685625916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/5698071515685625916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-digs.html' title='The New Digs'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/Sun1JYKx-tI/AAAAAAAAAUc/DwW0Gh6evwg/s72-c/sunroom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-2399970470658778279</id><published>2009-10-21T10:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T10:10:31.305-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll Help With Those Boxes...</title><content type='html'>See, I'm always doing nice things for Mom...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/St8V0d3s-8I/AAAAAAAAAUE/cCKZbnOCe7E/s1600-h/MovingboxesFez.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/St8V0d3s-8I/AAAAAAAAAUE/cCKZbnOCe7E/s400/MovingboxesFez.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Here I am helping her take care of these moving boxes! I only made a little progress on one corner, before she told me to stop. I guess she didn't want me to over-exert myself. The big move is this weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;To answer some of your questions... the humans are moving too!&amp;nbsp; Mom says we're not going far, just across town.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-2399970470658778279?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/2399970470658778279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=2399970470658778279&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/2399970470658778279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/2399970470658778279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2009/10/ill-help-with-those-boxes.html' title='I&apos;ll Help With Those Boxes...'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/St8V0d3s-8I/AAAAAAAAAUE/cCKZbnOCe7E/s72-c/MovingboxesFez.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-5736451606896008840</id><published>2009-10-15T13:52:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T14:59:48.064-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We are Moving!</title><content type='html'>Hey bunny rabbits! Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep we are moving! The bunny slaves bought us a bigger place, where the bunnies get to have our own room! No more sharing the living room! A room just for us, the Bunny Room! Rulers of the house! Well, the one room, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll probably be moving over there on October 24th or 25th. But wait... there's more! Check it out...&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/StdjA-rts_I/AAAAAAAAAT8/LLHkQkrIHMk/s1600-h/BA300.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/StdjA-rts_I/AAAAAAAAAT8/LLHkQkrIHMk/s320/BA300.jpg" r="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;We are even getting our OWN CONDO!!!! How awesome is that! The three of us will live in the sweet condo from &lt;a href="http://www.leithpetwerks.com/"&gt;Leith Petwerks&lt;/a&gt; above, and Jack is going to have a pen to herself. I can't wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-5736451606896008840?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/5736451606896008840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=5736451606896008840&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/5736451606896008840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/5736451606896008840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2009/10/we-are-moving.html' title='We are Moving!'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/StdjA-rts_I/AAAAAAAAAT8/LLHkQkrIHMk/s72-c/BA300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-4211142206691726857</id><published>2009-09-18T09:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T09:25:29.246-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A New "Friend"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;A couple of weeks ago, we had company come and stay over. It was the Other Slave's mom. Can you guess what she brought with her? A Dog-bunny! He has these funny floppy ears, he must be some kind of lop. Anyway, his name is Russel. He is going to stay with us now. We're not sure what we think of him, and I kind of think the feeling is mutual....&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SrOJYYTXWgI/AAAAAAAAATc/3hojcLQBTOs/s1600-h/Russ%26Jack.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SrOJYYTXWgI/AAAAAAAAATc/3hojcLQBTOs/s400/Russ%26Jack.jpg" border="0" iq="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;Here he is with Jack. Mom says he's an older guy and we should be nice to him. We don't really bother each other, but you should see him and Jack! It's like this guy doesn't speak rabbit. See, Jack will tell him to GO AWAY with a big scary lunge and a grunt, and you know what he thinks?? He thinks she is playing! He gets this dopey grin and wags his stupid long tail! And he makes this really LOUD noise!&lt;br /&gt;              &lt;br /&gt;So the rest of us usually just stay still and let him come over and groom us. Then he gets bored and goes away. Not Jack, though. She launches at him in full attack! Yesterday she bit his head. He still thought she was playing. Maybe he speaks some other bunny language.... like Backwards Bunny English or something. Definitely a foreigner.&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-4211142206691726857?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/4211142206691726857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=4211142206691726857&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/4211142206691726857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/4211142206691726857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-friend.html' title='A New &quot;Friend&quot;'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SrOJYYTXWgI/AAAAAAAAATc/3hojcLQBTOs/s72-c/Russ%26Jack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-7789681488269713145</id><published>2009-09-14T09:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T09:47:55.517-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Bunday, how we've missed you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We haven't really missed Mondays... but Monday Bunday is another story! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/Sq5JDSLIzGI/AAAAAAAAATU/FDU3iD6S0_M/s1600-h/Norbert%26Fez.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/Sq5JDSLIzGI/AAAAAAAAATU/FDU3iD6S0_M/s400/Norbert%26Fez.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are Norbert and I enjoying a cuddle... Until Mom got the stupid camera that is! As far as bunnies go, we have all voted at our house, and decided that Norbert has a HUMONGOUS head. Okay, so I'm 12 lbs of fabulous-ness, and Norbert is only 10 lbs., but look at how much BIGGER his head is than mine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyone else know some big-noggin bunnies? We can have a contest! (Don't worry Norbert we still love you even if your head is mutant-large!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-7789681488269713145?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/7789681488269713145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=7789681488269713145&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/7789681488269713145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/7789681488269713145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2009/09/monday-bunday-how-weve-missed-you.html' title='Monday Bunday, how we&apos;ve missed you!'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/Sq5JDSLIzGI/AAAAAAAAATU/FDU3iD6S0_M/s72-c/Norbert%26Fez.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-7313142092396907428</id><published>2009-09-10T15:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T15:45:35.727-04:00</updated><title type='text'>At Last!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All hail our glorious return! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom is finally back in the USA. Actually, she has been back for almost three weeks, but too busy (so she says) to catch up with the blog! We were glad to have her back, though the other bunny slave was very good and took his direction well. Abbey had him eating out of her hand... or rather, hand feeding her so she could eat out of his! She has that effect on humans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Back to the important part! I sure have missed reading about all of your adventures! It will take me forever to catch up. I don't even have any new photos to share. So I will let Mom fill you in on what she has been up to....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Yes thank you Fez, I am back in the USA. I finally got my visa and am one step closer to my green card. While back in Canada, I had no job and little to do so I began to volunteer at the local SPCA/Humane Society. Where I grew up is a very rural area, and so the shelter was very small and expected to take care of a very large area. We used a converted tractor trailer as the shelter, which had been renovated and insulated, at least half of it, and brought up to code to house people and animals. There were about 70 cats able to be kept at the facility, and more in foster care. Dogs were kept in foster care. The SPCA was also expected to conduct primary investigations and go on emergency and wildlife calls. Since I had nothing else to do, and quickly fell in love with the job of a rescue worker, I devoted most of my time to the shelter for the 11-12 weeks that I was there. In addition, I fostered a little bunny, who came in named "Snow White with Makeup on" but when I discovered it was a male, I renamed him Cooper (think Alice). I do have his pictures to show you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SqlV8XQ71LI/AAAAAAAAATE/iw34XmisZyI/s1600-h/cooper1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SqlV8XQ71LI/AAAAAAAAATE/iw34XmisZyI/s320/cooper1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cooper having fun with his toys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SqlV9bFQlSI/AAAAAAAAATM/ct5YOVk8CHw/s1600-h/cooper2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SqlV9bFQlSI/AAAAAAAAATM/ct5YOVk8CHw/s320/cooper2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cooper visiting the camera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Cooper is a very good bunny, about 5 months old, learned his litter habits after he was neutered and is very playful and affectionate. Every time you pet him he lays down right away, and he gives kisses like crazy. He is still looking for a forever home, so put the word out all you Southern Ontarians!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;I got back at the end of August and since then we have bought a condo (2 bedrooms yay!) and we have also just taken in a new doggy friend, named Russel. Russel is an 8 year old Beagle, who is epileptic, but it's under control. He is a very good dog and is getting along well with the bunnies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Okay okay, you have gone on long enough! We can update you all more another time... now to catch up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-7313142092396907428?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/7313142092396907428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=7313142092396907428&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/7313142092396907428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/7313142092396907428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2009/09/at-last.html' title='At Last!'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SqlV8XQ71LI/AAAAAAAAATE/iw34XmisZyI/s72-c/cooper1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-5231080282795535745</id><published>2009-06-03T17:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T17:40:34.724-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cupid: A special Valentine's bunny</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AComoQpJtb4/SibpGDgh6dI/AAAAAAAAACc/YwiU7s3S6DA/s1600-h/Cupid.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" fj="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AComoQpJtb4/SibpGDgh6dI/AAAAAAAAACc/YwiU7s3S6DA/s400/Cupid.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Cupid, shortly after he arrived at the rescue. Cupid is burned in my memory, both for his happy ending, as well as the horrific way that we found him. As you can see in the picture above, he is scruffy, dirty, and bony (note his jutting hip). When we got the call from the shelter he was at, they told us he didn't seem to be eating. We had little room in the rescue, but in these cases where the rabbit needs vet care, we often will find the room and step in to see what we can do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I drove to the shelter Valentine's day of last year, dreading it as I always do during shelter visits. I knew that I could only take the one bunny as we didn't have any other room. My heart ached for the others there and I braced myself even before walking in. All that I had been told, was there was one bunny not eating. I was not prepared for what I found. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I walked in, I saw him immediately. I barely announced to the staff that I had arrived before running to the cage that Cupid was in and pulling it open. Even from across the room I could see how diminished and bony he was. When I picked him up, a feeling of horror coursed through me - it felt like I was lifting a furry sack filled with bones. In his cage, his food was untouched, and not a single poop. I nuzzled him, doing all I could not to burst into tears, wrapped him in some towels and put him in the carrier. In the car, I drove as quickly as I dared - fearing the entire time that he would have a heart attack before we could get him to the vet. I dropped him off with another volunteer (Fluffy's mom!) to finish the journey, and the look on her face when she saw him mirrored my own. He tugged her heartstrings, as he had mine, and she named him Cupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cupid had been surrendered by his owner to the shelter. He was that way when they got him. He had been so neglected that he was starving and his owners didn't even notice or care. But he made it. He pulled through, weighing in at 2.2 lbs (less than half of an average holland lop). Miraculously, he had no internal damage to his organs. He made wonderful progress in his foster home, putting on weight and stealing everyone's heart. He was dirty, and missing a lot of fur, but he soon could clean himself without falling over, and his fur grew back. He was affectionate and trusting, showing little sign of the horrific past he had suffered. He was happily adopted and now lives with his loving, forever family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To see some better pictures of Cupid, visit &lt;a href="http://www.rabbitrescue.ca/happytails-more.html"&gt;this link&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and scroll down about 1/3 of the way. You will find Cupid's story, and a before and after picture of him. His story is a close call, but a happy ending - one of the rabbits that make those of us who volunteer in animal rescue remember that it's worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-5231080282795535745?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/5231080282795535745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=5231080282795535745&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/5231080282795535745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/5231080282795535745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2009/06/cupid-special-valentines-bunny.html' title='Cupid: A special Valentine&apos;s bunny'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AComoQpJtb4/ShQzk3xue8I/AAAAAAAAABA/YJqQO9zkFro/S220/feztoes.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AComoQpJtb4/SibpGDgh6dI/AAAAAAAAACc/YwiU7s3S6DA/s72-c/Cupid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-126390028284787314</id><published>2009-05-22T20:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T20:05:08.405-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Catherine: Home at Last</title><content type='html'>As promised, I'm posting some stories about bunnies that Rabbit Rescue has adopted out, that I have been the adoption co-ordinator for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I want to tell you about Catherine. Here she is....&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.bunspace.com/static/adoptablepics/113/175.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dj="true" height="200" src="http://images.bunspace.com/static/adoptablepics/113/175.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Catherine is very special to me. Partly, it is because she looks a lot like my Abbey. She is also an English Spot, and has a very sweet and loving personality. She has been adopted out and returned to the rescue three times now. The last time, I was very upset with her return. We all thought this girl had finally found her forever home. So, we reposted her on the website, and placed her back in her foster home where she had previously been. This particular foster home is wonderful, and really understands Catherine. Cath even jumps in bed and sleeps with her foster mom. She loves the cats in the home, and loves to play and binky, despite being bounced around so much.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Some of you might remember my post about &lt;a href="http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2009/03/sad-loss.html"&gt;Snarfy&lt;/a&gt;, who passed away tragically. Catherine was returned at about that same time. A few weeks later, while checking out the Rabbit Rescue website, looking at bunny pictures, Snarfy's adoptive mom saw Catherine. She send an email asking about her, and literally I got goosebumps. I knew how hard the loss had been on her, and that she was a wonderful and dedicated bunny mom. When she asked about Catherine, it immediately felt right - I knew they were meant to be together. Catherine has finally found her home forever, and I know that she will stay there and be loved, the way that she deserves!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-126390028284787314?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/126390028284787314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=126390028284787314&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/126390028284787314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/126390028284787314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2009/05/catherine-home-at-last.html' title='Catherine: Home at Last'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AComoQpJtb4/ShQzk3xue8I/AAAAAAAAABA/YJqQO9zkFro/S220/feztoes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-15935988052024479</id><published>2009-05-20T12:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T12:52:06.629-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Safe and Sound... but without bunnies...</title><content type='html'>Hi all, Fez's Mom here, Amy. I've arrived back at my mom's house safely in Canada. Luckily the weather is beautiful! No bunnies here for me, so I'll have to keep up with my bunny blogosphere for a daily fix. I will get to bunnysit &lt;a href="http://bunnybliss.blogspot.com/"&gt;Fluffy McFlufferson&lt;/a&gt; and his buddies next weekend while his family is away for a vacation!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also while here I do have a doggy companion named Austin, a little mutt belonging to my&amp;nbsp;mom who likes to sleep on my pillow when I am here. In order to provide bunny pictures and some warm and fuzzies for you all, I've decided to post some stories of some of the rescues I have done with &lt;a href="http://www.rabbitrescue.ca/"&gt;Rabbit Rescue&lt;/a&gt; over my time volunteering with them. I continue to volunteer even when I am in Virginia, they are a wonerful group and very close to my heart. I have many heartwarming stories from them, including of course all four of my own rascals - but you know their stories!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-15935988052024479?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/15935988052024479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=15935988052024479&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/15935988052024479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/15935988052024479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2009/05/safe-and-sound-but-without-bunnies.html' title='Safe and Sound... but without bunnies...'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AComoQpJtb4/ShQzk3xue8I/AAAAAAAAABA/YJqQO9zkFro/S220/feztoes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-7165519842024305815</id><published>2009-05-17T13:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T13:05:01.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'>She's leaving us again....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yep, she is the worst bunny Mom. She is leaving us with the Other slave again. This time for over a month!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/ShBDKk7tarI/AAAAAAAAASc/ktapKUZ7wX8/s1600-h/P5010015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/ShBDKk7tarI/AAAAAAAAASc/ktapKUZ7wX8/s400/P5010015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Norbert is so upset he's eating paper... and me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/ShBDT5mnwHI/AAAAAAAAASk/Fw8BfO5O2Yw/s1600-h/P4130003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/ShBDT5mnwHI/AAAAAAAAASk/Fw8BfO5O2Yw/s400/P4130003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Passed out in shock. She has to go back to Canada and finish sorting out the whole visa thing. She said she'll be back in July for a bit, but mostly will be back and forth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We still get attention and treats when she is gone... and this time she better bring us back some really good stuff to make up for being away AGAIN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-7165519842024305815?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/7165519842024305815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=7165519842024305815&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/7165519842024305815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/7165519842024305815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2009/05/shes-leaving-us-again.html' title='She&apos;s leaving us again....'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/ShBDKk7tarI/AAAAAAAAASc/ktapKUZ7wX8/s72-c/P5010015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-1164917897582862533</id><published>2009-05-14T10:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T10:14:44.882-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Flopper</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Norbert is the King of Flops around here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SgtltTgYuuI/AAAAAAAAASU/KbciC8gNCrM/s1600-h/P5030024.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SgtltTgYuuI/AAAAAAAAASU/KbciC8gNCrM/s400/P5030024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He flops around just about anywhere. His paws even stick straight out and he is OUT COLD! He freaks out Mom because when he's out like this, his eyes are still open, and kind of rolled back in his head, haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For more flopping action, visit &lt;a href="http://furrybutts.wordpress.com/2009/05/14/sleeping-beauty/"&gt;Buttons over at FurryButts&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Norbert! You're Drooling!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-1164917897582862533?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/1164917897582862533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=1164917897582862533&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/1164917897582862533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/1164917897582862533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2009/05/mr-flopper.html' title='Mr. Flopper'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SgtltTgYuuI/AAAAAAAAASU/KbciC8gNCrM/s72-c/P5030024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-3341140249270876714</id><published>2009-05-11T12:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T12:33:49.305-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Bunday, and Happy Mothers Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SgdlYOeiysI/AAAAAAAAARw/zRGyqJajX7c/s1600-h/P4300012.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334343750521113282" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SgdlYOeiysI/AAAAAAAAARw/zRGyqJajX7c/s400/P4300012.jpg" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See? There is a heart there, for all the mothers! Okay, it's kind of ripped up. And Abbey's look is a little disapproving. But still, you know, Happy Mother's day! Yesterday.... We're bunnies, what more do you want from us!?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Norbert is feeling much better, thanks to all for the good wishes! Now to answer some questions... No, in the USA we don't have to get any vaccines! Whatever those are! Mom just told me no, and that I should be glad. I guess I believe her. RG... I am too manly for snuggles. If you must though, please include a treat when you send them over! And to PJ... Norbert LOVES ear rubs!!! He is such a suck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So now back to ME! I'M upset. I have to get brushed again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-3341140249270876714?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/3341140249270876714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=3341140249270876714&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/3341140249270876714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/3341140249270876714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2009/05/monday-bunday-and-happy-mothers-day.html' title='Monday Bunday, and Happy Mothers Day!'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SgdlYOeiysI/AAAAAAAAARw/zRGyqJajX7c/s72-c/P4300012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-5942783192332900032</id><published>2009-05-07T16:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T16:12:25.249-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The V-E-T</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Poor Norbert! He and Abbey went to the vet yesterday. Mom took them in for their check ups.&amp;nbsp;Something was weird with Norbert's teeth though, mom said they were growing in funny in the back. So the vet, he knocked him on the head, and yanked out his teeth!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"He did not, Fez."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, he might as well have! Okay, okay. So he knocked him out, but not by a smack in the head. And he didn't yank out any teeth. He just trimmed some of them at the back. But when Norbert got home he was all dopey, and look! Tears! He was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;crying! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The vet made him cry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"That's eye lubricant, Fez. Norbert didn't cry. He was very brave."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;SIGH. Fine, Mom. Whatever you say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SgLRWG2je8I/AAAAAAAAARo/5PWHvCicBHo/s1600-h/P5060001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SgLRWG2je8I/AAAAAAAAARo/5PWHvCicBHo/s400/P5060001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Norbert is feeling a lot better now, and he is eating! He said that before, his teeth were bugging him a bit, and sometimes he wouldn't eat all his pellets. Instead he would eat cardboard. Well, more than usual. Abbey got a clean bill of health though! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One thing is for SURE. I am NOT going to the vet. EVER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-5942783192332900032?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/5942783192332900032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=5942783192332900032&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/5942783192332900032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/5942783192332900032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2009/05/v-e-t.html' title='The V-E-T'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SgLRWG2je8I/AAAAAAAAARo/5PWHvCicBHo/s72-c/P5060001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-608214751940037781</id><published>2009-05-04T02:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T02:00:00.541-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Bunday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;YESSSS! Here we are! You have all been so patient.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom DID groom us. It was awful. SEE!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/Sf5MCeJwehI/AAAAAAAAARQ/0l6t-FlQ2zM/s1600-h/P5030017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/Sf5MCeJwehI/AAAAAAAAARQ/0l6t-FlQ2zM/s320/P5030017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That's just from me and Norbert. We didn't enjoy the grooming. However, we have been enjoying the treats that she's been giving us, since she feels so guilty for leaving! The best part is that she'll be coming and going all summer! Do you know what that means? MORE TREATS! Guilt treats are great!&amp;nbsp; Here is a picture of Abbey and I chilling out in our castle. Yeah, we have a castle. It's pretty awesome. I made my ear extra floppy for all my fans...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/Sf5MZ3wwmII/AAAAAAAAARY/6Qn3klD92ZU/s1600-h/P4280009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/Sf5MZ3wwmII/AAAAAAAAARY/6Qn3klD92ZU/s400/P4280009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So my weirdo mom also asked me to share some of her artwork. She was pretty pleased with herself. Again, may I say that Norbert and I are. not. impressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/Sf5Myxg8S9I/AAAAAAAAARg/VthcaNXQH3c/s1600-h/P5030019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/Sf5Myxg8S9I/AAAAAAAAARg/VthcaNXQH3c/s400/P5030019.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah, Mom. HILARIOUS.&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-608214751940037781?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/608214751940037781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=608214751940037781&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/608214751940037781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/608214751940037781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2009/05/monday-bunday.html' title='Monday Bunday!'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/Sf5MCeJwehI/AAAAAAAAARQ/0l6t-FlQ2zM/s72-c/P5030017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-8591726069405854913</id><published>2009-04-29T13:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T13:07:37.817-04:00</updated><title type='text'>From the Some Bunny's Mom!</title><content type='html'>Just a note to let you all know that I am back in Virginia with the bunnies! I missed them a lot, but they were well taken care of. They are quite shaggy since they are shedding, and need a good brushing (which they will disagree with completely). Otherwise, all is well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working on catching up with everyone, and will post some pictures within the next couple days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The Some Bunny Slave&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-8591726069405854913?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/8591726069405854913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=8591726069405854913&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/8591726069405854913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/8591726069405854913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2009/04/from-some-bunnys-mom.html' title='From the Some Bunny&apos;s Mom!'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-1525446567657779493</id><published>2009-04-11T16:33:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T16:35:53.527-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Checking In</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mom got back to Canada safe and sound. We are less impressed over here. We are getting out for lots of exercise though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;          &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jack has gone into her destructo-bunny mode, that is what happens when Mom goes away for too long. Jack is pretty bonded to her. The slave that Mom left here to take care of us has been keepin gour pens nice and clean, and then gave Jack some extra cuddles to try to curb her carpet chewing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;                &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Personally, I don't think we're getting enough treats so far...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;                  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-1525446567657779493?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/1525446567657779493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=1525446567657779493&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/1525446567657779493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/1525446567657779493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2009/04/checking-in.html' title='Checking In'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-4620554302263679566</id><published>2009-04-05T10:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T10:54:06.604-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jack's Favourite Spot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SdjE1MlDpLI/AAAAAAAAAQo/HjQmFimorjY/s1600-h/P3300006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SdjE1MlDpLI/AAAAAAAAAQo/HjQmFimorjY/s400/P3300006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Jack's favourite place to hang out! It's outside on the balcony. Our apartment here has a protected balcony, and Mom lets Jack go out there and hang out. She likes to smell EVERYTHING then eventually will lay down and nap. Only in nice weather though! When it's her out time, she runs to the balcony door and puts her paws up and looks at Mom until she lets her out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; We don't really go out there though. Jack says it's cool but we haven't really made the venture yet. Maybe soon! In other news.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom is leaving us! She has to go back to Canada for three weeks! Jack told me the real reason she has been going outside is to catalogue everything that she can destroy in protest of Mom's absense. She will miss her, and so will Abbey. Norbert and I will be ambivalent, of course... at least that is what we will be making her believe! She says we will still get treats and pets and get taken care of really well, but I'm not so sure...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-4620554302263679566?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/4620554302263679566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=4620554302263679566&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/4620554302263679566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/4620554302263679566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2009/04/jacks-favourite-spot.html' title='Jack&apos;s Favourite Spot'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SdjE1MlDpLI/AAAAAAAAAQo/HjQmFimorjY/s72-c/P3300006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-1851310817958075951</id><published>2009-03-30T13:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T13:22:53.087-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Bunday: All Tuckered Out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SctphNMvdWI/AAAAAAAAAQY/WziCMZh0xhQ/s1600-h/Lop.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SctphNMvdWI/AAAAAAAAAQY/WziCMZh0xhQ/s400/Lop.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Wow! We all sure had a blast over at &lt;a href="http://maelstromrock.com/"&gt;Maelstrom&lt;/a&gt;'s concert this weekend. Thanks so much &lt;a href="http://tri-bunny.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ann and Cadbury&lt;/a&gt; for all of your hard work raising some money for charity!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was a lot of fun and excitement, and now, I need a rest! See?&amp;nbsp;Mr. Flopsy ear is so tired out he's completely lopped over! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Being a rock star is hard work!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-1851310817958075951?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/1851310817958075951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=1851310817958075951&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/1851310817958075951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/1851310817958075951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2009/03/monday-bunday-all-tuckered-out.html' title='Monday Bunday: All Tuckered Out!'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SctphNMvdWI/AAAAAAAAAQY/WziCMZh0xhQ/s72-c/Lop.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-861609623513422780</id><published>2009-03-26T09:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T09:30:08.660-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We will ROCK YOU!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/ScuCXDXEKtI/AAAAAAAAAQg/cQGPQo9-0lk/s1600-h/bunnybash.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ii="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/ScuCXDXEKtI/AAAAAAAAAQg/cQGPQo9-0lk/s400/bunnybash.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That's right, there is a Bunny Benefit Bash! With a performance from &lt;a href="http://www.maelstromrock.com/2009/03/maelstrom-extra-bunnies-rock-part-3.html?showComment=1238073120000#c4746610750750965496"&gt;Maelstrom&lt;/a&gt;, and a music video featuring some very awesome rock star bunnies (including yours truly)! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Do you know what the best part is? It's all to raise money for bunny rescues. And do you know the even BESTEST part!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rabbitrescue.ca/"&gt;RABBIT RESCUE INC&lt;/a&gt;., won the most votes! That means that the proceeds raised at the concert will be donated to them! For those of you who don't know, this is the rescue that Me, Abbey, Norbert, and Miss Jack are all from! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hop on over to &lt;a href="http://tri-bunny.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cadbury's&lt;/a&gt; blog for more info...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-861609623513422780?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/861609623513422780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=861609623513422780&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/861609623513422780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/861609623513422780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2009/03/we-will-rock-you.html' title='We will ROCK YOU!'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/ScuCXDXEKtI/AAAAAAAAAQg/cQGPQo9-0lk/s72-c/bunnybash.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-4314316963612088503</id><published>2009-03-23T09:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T09:21:00.363-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Bunday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/Scd0zKZJY5I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/erZfPSeIBa0/s1600-h/Floppy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/Scd0zKZJY5I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/erZfPSeIBa0/s400/Floppy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Five more minutes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wait, you are the one that has to go to work, why are you bugging me!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom puts this carrier in our pen sometimes. Fez and I like to get in it together and snuggle up! Mom thinks it barely holds us, but we think it's just the right spot for a good cuddle. Not with her, of course. Only with each other. And no room for Abbey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She gets grumpy at being left out and we have to give her extra ear kisses later... but it's worth it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-4314316963612088503?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/4314316963612088503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=4314316963612088503&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/4314316963612088503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/4314316963612088503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2009/03/monday-bunday.html' title='Monday Bunday!'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/Scd0zKZJY5I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/erZfPSeIBa0/s72-c/Floppy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-258859185823517750</id><published>2009-03-19T09:50:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T09:51:09.857-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sad Loss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When Mom came home yesterday she sat with us for a long time stroking our ears and giving us kisses. She told Norbert and I that we had all lost a friend and we were all very sad for a while. Our friend and brother from the Barrie Bunnies known as Mr. Bingley, or more fondly, as Snarfy, passed away on Monday night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom is very upset as she remembered him very well and transported him from the rescue day to his foster home. He was a big trouble maker (like me) and she always felt he was very special. He was abopted to a wonderful home 5 months ago. He had an accident and was very hurt, and his family made the decision to let him go to the Rainbow Bridge. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We also send our thoughts over to Mel at &lt;a href="http://evilbunnyoverlord.blogspot.com/"&gt;Evil Bunny Overlord&lt;/a&gt;, as she was a wonderful foster home for Bing for several months, and helped him to open up and feel loved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We will all miss you, Snarfy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/ScJNjpB5d-I/AAAAAAAAAPw/T2MKdlTy0k0/s1600-h/bing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ii="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/ScJNjpB5d-I/AAAAAAAAAPw/T2MKdlTy0k0/s320/bing.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-258859185823517750?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/258859185823517750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=258859185823517750&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/258859185823517750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/258859185823517750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2009/03/sad-loss.html' title='A Sad Loss'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/ScJNjpB5d-I/AAAAAAAAAPw/T2MKdlTy0k0/s72-c/bing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-5097468836013577160</id><published>2009-03-17T11:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T11:02:50.164-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Flashy-box!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/Sb-M_4Uc8-I/AAAAAAAAAPo/ls91Pl4dXMg/s1600-h/P3090017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/Sb-M_4Uc8-I/AAAAAAAAAPo/ls91Pl4dXMg/s400/P3090017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom... we WERE sleeping...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks for all the comments about the Barrie Bunnies and our Bunniversary! The other Barrie Bunnies that came in to Rabbit Rescue were adopted out, and have wonderful homes. Many were adopted by their foster homes, because we are very special bunnies! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-5097468836013577160?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/5097468836013577160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=5097468836013577160&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/5097468836013577160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/5097468836013577160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2009/03/stupid-flashy-box.html' title='Stupid Flashy-box!'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/Sb-M_4Uc8-I/AAAAAAAAAPo/ls91Pl4dXMg/s72-c/P3090017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-1052691990701729939</id><published>2009-03-12T10:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T11:00:00.111-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Bunniversary to all the "Barrie Bunnies!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One year ago&amp;nbsp;today...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zDDbWnLEIN0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zDDbWnLEIN0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was one of the baby bunnies taken from&amp;nbsp;the farm. Norbert was all grown up already. Mom began fostering me, but soon fell for my furry adorableness and adopted me. THEN I started to cause trouble! She adopted Norbert in June. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SbkgxjKvDkI/AAAAAAAAAOw/drrdYql7g-w/s1600-h/babyfez.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SbkgxjKvDkI/AAAAAAAAAOw/drrdYql7g-w/s320/babyfez.jpg" vi="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby Me! I fit in Mom's hand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SbkhBvBxUrI/AAAAAAAAAPg/O4Z0nwMeqjE/s1600-h/scaredfez.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SbkhBvBxUrI/AAAAAAAAAPg/O4Z0nwMeqjE/s320/scaredfez.jpg" vi="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;So scared my first night at Mom's... She had to force feed me for about a week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/Sbkg9ff8UnI/AAAAAAAAAPY/59yISGIQ--M/s1600-h/littlefez.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/Sbkg9ff8UnI/AAAAAAAAAPY/59yISGIQ--M/s320/littlefez.jpg" vi="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Look how small I am! From the start, I always liked to stretch...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/Sbkg2bPZDDI/AAAAAAAAAPA/arROHlyxNyw/s1600-h/fezcords.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/Sbkg2bPZDDI/AAAAAAAAAPA/arROHlyxNyw/s320/fezcords.jpg" vi="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;...and flop! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/Sbkg6FPaU-I/AAAAAAAAAPI/vcuLkZhdgf8/s1600-h/norbie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/Sbkg6FPaU-I/AAAAAAAAAPI/vcuLkZhdgf8/s320/norbie.jpg" vi="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is Norbert, soon after coming to our house, learning to relax!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/Sbkg7hWleXI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/y3HOXn3e3qQ/s1600-h/norbertflop.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/Sbkg7hWleXI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/y3HOXn3e3qQ/s320/norbertflop.jpg" vi="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And he found out he likes to flop too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/Sbkg0hggb8I/AAAAAAAAAO4/v1Hei-kZz_U/s1600-h/earsfez.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/Sbkg0hggb8I/AAAAAAAAAO4/v1Hei-kZz_U/s320/earsfez.jpg" vi="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All the while, my ears were growing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And we all know how that has turned out! Mom gave us tons of snuggles and kisses last night and this morning. It was a little embarrassing, really. A year ago today, we were taken out of the "meat farm" and now here we are, spoiled house rabbits. We would all like to thank, from the bottom of our furry feet, Rabbit Rescue Inc., and wish all our fellow "Barrie Bunnies" well today! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-1052691990701729939?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/1052691990701729939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=1052691990701729939&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/1052691990701729939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/1052691990701729939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-bunniversary-to-all-barrie.html' title='Happy Bunniversary to all the &quot;Barrie Bunnies!&quot;'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SbkgxjKvDkI/AAAAAAAAAOw/drrdYql7g-w/s72-c/babyfez.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-3592620523532943358</id><published>2009-03-11T09:07:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T09:11:04.250-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SbelHUZhnsI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/EU4XoaGeprg/s1600-h/rabbits+in+va+-+8.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SbelHUZhnsI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/EU4XoaGeprg/s400/rabbits+in+va+-+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;We haven't had a pretty Abbey picture up in a while! She gets everything she wants by batting those long lashes and giving a certain look with her big brown eyes...I always give in and groom her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Tomorrow is a very special day everybun... Can you guess what it is?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-3592620523532943358?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/3592620523532943358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=3592620523532943358&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/3592620523532943358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/3592620523532943358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2009/03/tomorrow.html' title='Tomorrow....'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SbelHUZhnsI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/EU4XoaGeprg/s72-c/rabbits+in+va+-+8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-2707146129645676039</id><published>2009-03-09T09:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T09:48:10.192-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Norbert's Beard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SbUDgUn75cI/AAAAAAAAAOI/jJiCwWsUJNQ/s1600-h/rabbits+in+va+-+10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SbUDgUn75cI/AAAAAAAAAOI/jJiCwWsUJNQ/s400/rabbits+in+va+-+10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;See, it kinda looks like a fat chin from this angle... but it isn't! Norbert has a beard! Man, he is so cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We had the patio door open all weekend! It was so nice to smell the outsides. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-2707146129645676039?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/2707146129645676039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=2707146129645676039&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/2707146129645676039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/2707146129645676039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2009/03/norberts-beard.html' title='Norbert&apos;s Beard'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SbUDgUn75cI/AAAAAAAAAOI/jJiCwWsUJNQ/s72-c/rabbits+in+va+-+10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-8836524735818633269</id><published>2009-03-04T10:11:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T10:16:46.211-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nonsense and Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/Sa55KIFBVfI/AAAAAAAAAN4/7kLJHuT7FYc/s1600-h/rabbits+in+va+-+1.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/Sa55KIFBVfI/AAAAAAAAAN4/7kLJHuT7FYc/s320/rabbits+in+va+-+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Mom says we are getting lazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/Sa55ZkaexcI/AAAAAAAAAOA/bN4IshrpJ9Q/s1600-h/rabbits+in+va+-+3.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/Sa55ZkaexcI/AAAAAAAAAOA/bN4IshrpJ9Q/s400/rabbits+in+va+-+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what the heck she is talking about! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;On a side note (it's a side note because it's about MOM and not ME), Mom is going to be setting up some Rabbit Education days with the rescue she is volunteering with here. It's called &lt;a href="http://www.friendsofrabbits.org/"&gt;Friends of Rabbits&lt;/a&gt;. She is hoping to have an education day once every month or every two months, over at &lt;a href="http://www.petmac.org/"&gt;PetMAC Arlington&lt;/a&gt;, who are wonderful for donating their space for the events.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-8836524735818633269?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/8836524735818633269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=8836524735818633269&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/8836524735818633269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/8836524735818633269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2009/03/being-adorable-is-tough-job.html' title='Nonsense and Stuff'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/Sa55KIFBVfI/AAAAAAAAAN4/7kLJHuT7FYc/s72-c/rabbits+in+va+-+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-3336338239884665154</id><published>2009-03-02T10:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T10:47:00.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting a little Shut Eye...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SavVgu9fk9I/AAAAAAAAANw/eH_6kXTyug0/s1600-h/rabbits+in+va+-+2.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SavVgu9fk9I/AAAAAAAAANw/eH_6kXTyug0/s400/rabbits+in+va+-+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Silly Norbert! We caught him sleeping in the water dish! Norbert is quite a guy, really. He has lots of memories of abuse, so he gets scared so easily! A loud noise, or someone walking into the room even! He likes to smush himself into teeny little spaces, and needs lots of hiding places to feel safe. Norbert also does the "long hop" where he stretches out as far as he can to sniff around in front of him before he commits to the full hop! He has to make sure it's safe! He's my bro though, and he's a good snuggler, we like to smush up together and take turns grooming. He is such a treat hog though, do you know he even tries to take yummy treats right out of my mouth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-3336338239884665154?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/3336338239884665154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=3336338239884665154&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/3336338239884665154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/3336338239884665154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2009/03/silly-norbert-we-caught-him-sleeping-in.html' title='Getting a little Shut Eye...'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SavVgu9fk9I/AAAAAAAAANw/eH_6kXTyug0/s72-c/rabbits+in+va+-+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-4528229609977537717</id><published>2009-02-26T10:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T10:33:32.531-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Bambi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/Saa0h85XQ9I/AAAAAAAAANo/a6xPQ_NgtI4/s1600-h/rabbits+in+va+-+5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/Saa0h85XQ9I/AAAAAAAAANo/a6xPQ_NgtI4/s320/rabbits+in+va+-+5.jpg" vi="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so gather around and I'll fill you all in on the story of our little Bambi. For those of you who don't know, Mom rescued Bambi in October of 2007 when she was brought over by a neighbour who didn't know much about bunnies. Bambi was really sick and had emergency surgery, Mom said her youtermus was full of infection and had to be taken out.&lt;br /&gt;"No, Fez, U-TER-US."&lt;br /&gt;I know, that's what I said. Stop interrupting. Anyway so Bambi was pretty old, about 8 or 9 years when she came to live with us. Mom got her exercising and eating right and Bambi was really sweet and loved to get snuggled. When I came as a baby, I liked to snuggle up with Bam and groom her face, until her fur became nice and shiny, but Abbey was pretty jealous. When we moved the first time, we all went together, but Bambi was kind of sick. So Mom had to keep her on her own and I didn't get to snuggle her anymore.&lt;br /&gt;"You also always tried to eat all her food."&lt;br /&gt;Well, she never ate it right away! Interrupting is rude. When we had to move the second time, we had a real long drive and Mom was worried about Bambi. She had this loud breathing thing, it sounded like she was wheezing all the time, and she was pretty old for a little dwarf bunny. Mom didn't think that Bambi would be able to handle the stress of a long drive. So Mom took Bambi to live with her good friend and wonderful bunny mommy named Debbie. She has lots of bunnies too, and is really nice. We all love her. &lt;br /&gt;Bambi is living now with Debbie and still enjoys snuggles. Mom misses her and so do I, but we are glad that she is happy and safe! &lt;br /&gt;Enough about that... doesn't this picture make my ears look amazing?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-4528229609977537717?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/4528229609977537717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=4528229609977537717&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/4528229609977537717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/4528229609977537717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2009/02/little-bambi.html' title='Little Bambi'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/Saa0h85XQ9I/AAAAAAAAANo/a6xPQ_NgtI4/s72-c/rabbits+in+va+-+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-3924920953250762815</id><published>2009-02-24T07:29:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T10:02:39.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday Toesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SaPoEUSe8CI/AAAAAAAAANg/9OMNu2cdrmA/s1600-h/rabbits+in+va+-+4.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SaPoEUSe8CI/AAAAAAAAANg/9OMNu2cdrmA/s320/rabbits+in+va+-+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;"Look at those toes! I just want to eat them!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Mom is such a freak. My toes are pretty adorable, but seriously, who would want to eat a toe? I love to stretch out my front legs and spread them out and dig them into the carpet here! It feels so great. Having a 10 hour drive here was not great, but I guess it was worth it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;On the weekend we had some visitors. We also got this HUGE box, and a big shiny black thing came out, I don't know what the heck that is, but the box sure looks like fun! So my mom and her friends were staring at this thing, and shouting and jumping around like idiots. I don't know WHAT they were doing but it was sure annoying!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;"Fez, we were playing the Wii, I told you!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;"You were playing the we what?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;"Huh?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;See? Idiots. We just all stretched out and watched them make fools of themselves. Mom is always taking pictures and videos of us and giggling like mad over the normal things we do. This was a time that I wish I could make a video, and show you guys how weird the humans are here at my house!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-3924920953250762815?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/3924920953250762815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=3924920953250762815&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/3924920953250762815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/3924920953250762815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2009/02/tuesday-toesday.html' title='Tuesday Toesday'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SaPoEUSe8CI/AAAAAAAAANg/9OMNu2cdrmA/s72-c/rabbits+in+va+-+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-3881079159649701158</id><published>2009-02-19T13:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T13:12:42.494-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday Adorable Noseday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SZy_vZMzowI/AAAAAAAAANY/Fb_svdImh6o/s1600-h/cutenoses.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 384px; HEIGHT: 271px" height="263" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SZy_vZMzowI/AAAAAAAAANY/Fb_svdImh6o/s320/cutenoses.jpg" width="373" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Stop using that annoying flash thing, and keep petting us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;You can not resist the pink nose soft fuzziness...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-3881079159649701158?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/3881079159649701158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=3881079159649701158&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/3881079159649701158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/3881079159649701158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2009/02/thursday-adorable-noseday.html' title='Thursday Adorable Noseday'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SZy_vZMzowI/AAAAAAAAANY/Fb_svdImh6o/s72-c/cutenoses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-8881174147063940608</id><published>2009-02-18T07:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T09:12:50.565-05:00</updated><title type='text'>From the Beginning...</title><content type='html'>Okay so it's been a few months since we posted. September was a busy month for us, Mom decided to move to &lt;i&gt;her &lt;/i&gt;mom's house, and she had to let her job know and change her working location. She kept the same job, just moved to a different area. So we moved away, we said bye to her friend and to the Dog-Bunny too. Mom said that her friend was going to keep him and take care of him, so that he didn't get lonely. She whined about missing that Dog-bunny for AGES! She still whines about it, actually. It's very annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there was a new Dog-bunny at the new house, but are aren't going to talk about that this time. At the new house, Mom decided it was time for Norbert to stop being so scared all the time and start to live with me and Abbey. She put NORBERT in Abbey's carrier for the car ride, can you believe it? I was so jealous! I rode with Jack, and she was kind of scared. So after the car ride, Abbey and Norbert are all like, "Hey, we're buddies now, we worked it out." I decided that Norbert was okay, Mom said we are probably related somehow since we came from the same place. I felt bad for Norbert because he was already a grown up, and he remembers a lot about the place we came from. So now the three of us are all friends. The Three Amigos! Abbey likes it because she gets lots of grooming! We stayed together at the second new place too, and we are all getting along great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we have lots of stories to share, which we will over the next while. To sum it up for those of you who just CAN'T WAIT:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Said goodbye to Bauer Dog-bunny, mom very sad.&lt;br /&gt;-Had to deal with new Dog-bunny Austin, bunnies very annoyed&lt;br /&gt;-Tried to all be friends with Jack at the new place&lt;br /&gt;-Said goodbye to Bambi... she didn't die, but couldn't take the BIG move&lt;br /&gt;-moved AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom said she went through a lot too, but really I think we have had to deal with most of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So here is a picture of Norbert flopped out ON me. Jeez, the things I put up with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SZtnfyO73wI/AAAAAAAAAMw/t26ePsQueKU/s1600-h/IMG00051.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SZtnfyO73wI/AAAAAAAAAMw/t26ePsQueKU/s320/IMG00051.jpg" style="height: 284px; width: 380px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-8881174147063940608?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/8881174147063940608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=8881174147063940608&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/8881174147063940608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/8881174147063940608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2009/02/from-beginning.html' title='From the Beginning...'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SZtnfyO73wI/AAAAAAAAAMw/t26ePsQueKU/s72-c/IMG00051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-7596017548177506412</id><published>2009-02-17T20:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T20:47:24.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TA-DA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SZtoL8saHtI/AAAAAAAAAM4/G0RfXANBW2g/s1600-h/rabbits+in+va+-+11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SZtoL8saHtI/AAAAAAAAAM4/G0RfXANBW2g/s320/rabbits+in+va+-+11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I knew you couldn't wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's that you say? I'm Adorable? Speak up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-7596017548177506412?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/7596017548177506412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=7596017548177506412&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/7596017548177506412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/7596017548177506412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2009/02/ta-da.html' title='TA-DA!'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SZtoL8saHtI/AAAAAAAAAM4/G0RfXANBW2g/s72-c/rabbits+in+va+-+11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-5276349769617493173</id><published>2009-02-17T11:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T11:55:58.869-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We Missed You!</title><content type='html'>I know that's what you will all say to me when you hear that I am back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom changed jobs and moved, TWICE, but we are now settled in the new apartment. We have CARPET which is wonderful, and new friends to play with too. We are also now living in the US of A! We are in northern Virginia, and Mom really likes the weather here lots better. It's always the same inside, so we can't tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will post some new pictures. Guess how much I weigh now? 12 lbs! But my ears are still ridiculously adorable so I'm sure you will still all love me. I'll update more later and share some of the stories from our big journey!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-5276349769617493173?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/5276349769617493173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=5276349769617493173&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/5276349769617493173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/5276349769617493173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2009/02/we-missed-you.html' title='We Missed You!'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-2044656858659040006</id><published>2008-09-08T08:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T08:58:22.257-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay, Okay, I Give!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SMUhJi7VUoI/AAAAAAAAAKk/cpJU3htlLKE/s1600-h/IMG_1006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SMUhJi7VUoI/AAAAAAAAAKk/46ZLXlXvdG4/s320-R/IMG_1006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Gotta give the peoples what they want! Apparently even though I have a charming personality and many great assets, the only thing you vultures care about it my ears!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;YES they are fabulous and unique, and really quite impressive! But I just want to be loved for who I am! Anyway, if you'll notice, Flopsy (the left one) now has taken to dipping to the ground, while my right ear is now more the center-of-my-head ear! He really should get a name also...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-2044656858659040006?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/2044656858659040006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=2044656858659040006&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/2044656858659040006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/2044656858659040006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2008/09/okay-okay-i-give.html' title='Okay, Okay, I Give!'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SMUhJi7VUoI/AAAAAAAAAKk/46ZLXlXvdG4/s72-Rc/IMG_1006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-4501494908710743332</id><published>2008-09-02T17:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T17:58:46.789-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday Toesies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I thought you would all enjoy a picture of me with my wonderful toes stretched out. It just feels so good to get a good toe-stretch doesn't it! If it's one thing I've learned from kitty-cats, that would be it. Smart kitties!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SL23CyjgcwI/AAAAAAAAAJw/NCz_XeH9-is/s1600-h/IMG_1013.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SL23CyjgcwI/AAAAAAAAAJw/9IR3ohvZ0AY/s320-R/IMG_1013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I also want to thank everyone for their response to my buddy Benji, he and his family are well on the way to getting the surgery that they need. I'll be meeting him in a few weeks at BunFest 2008 that is being put on here by the group mom volunteers with, Rabbit Rescue. Benji is going to be there too so we will be sure to get some pictures to share! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-4501494908710743332?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/4501494908710743332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=4501494908710743332&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/4501494908710743332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/4501494908710743332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2008/09/tuesday-toesies.html' title='Tuesday Toesies'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SL23CyjgcwI/AAAAAAAAAJw/9IR3ohvZ0AY/s72-Rc/IMG_1013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-4429789694792150901</id><published>2008-08-26T14:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T14:58:32.941-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Benji Needs our Help</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Hi Everyone! Today I am posting to ask that you please visit &lt;a href="http://benjisjourney.blogspot.com/"&gt;Benji at his blog&lt;/a&gt;. Benji was adopted by a loving owner from people who couldn't be bothered to care for him. After the adoption, the new owner found that he has had an ongoing problem in his eye. Had it been treated in the first place, he would have been fine. However, since it has gone on and on, the eye is now so badly damaged that it is blinded and needs to be removed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;The surgery is extremely expensive. The owner and Benji are in my area and using the vet that Rabbit Rescue Inc. uses, and the surgery for this will cost $1300.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Please visit Benji to see his story. Luckily he is in a very happy and safe, loving home. He has been bonded and is well cared for and loved. He will get the care he needs, the owners just need a little help! Thanks everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Fez's Mom &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-4429789694792150901?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://benjisjourney.blogspot.com' title='Benji Needs our Help'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/4429789694792150901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=4429789694792150901&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/4429789694792150901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/4429789694792150901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2008/08/benji-needs-our-help.html' title='Benji Needs our Help'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-918746254945626</id><published>2008-08-25T08:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T08:49:58.729-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Bird! It's a Plane! It's...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SLKpOvAl9xI/AAAAAAAAAJo/fgtU6_Ww_vk/s1600-h/IMG_1012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SLKpOvAl9xI/AAAAAAAAAJo/LL32CY_wQ2M/s320-R/IMG_1012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;SuperFez!!! All I need is a cape! How awesome would that be!? Okay second thing, if you all notice, my ears. How could you not? Anyway, the left one there, Flopsy, he has always been a bit floppy. But now, it's like both my ears are just lopsided! My right ears likes to stick stright up on top of my head, while Flopsy tries his hardest to be a loppy ear! Hah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-918746254945626?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/918746254945626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=918746254945626&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/918746254945626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/918746254945626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-bird-its-plane-its.html' title='It&apos;s a Bird! It&apos;s a Plane! It&apos;s...'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SLKpOvAl9xI/AAAAAAAAAJo/LL32CY_wQ2M/s72-Rc/IMG_1012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-8551835205585433867</id><published>2008-08-18T09:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T09:28:51.166-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Munday Bunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SKl4NItZ2dI/AAAAAAAAAJg/WTRYED3ENxk/s1600-h/IMG_1010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SKl4NItZ2dI/AAAAAAAAAJg/MGEFNdKIHik/s320-R/IMG_1010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;What's better than a bunny in a full on DBF? Nothing I say! Here is my good buddy Norbert demonstrating. He didn't even wake up when Mom took the flasher. Norb and I are getting along pretty good, he is still a bit scared of me when I move too fast! He told me, "Fez you see, I lived in a small cage with other boy bunnies and it was too small for all of us, so sometimes they would fight with me to get more space. You are so bouncy and my nerves just aren't used to it yet!" I hope he gets used to it soon so we can all live together! Well also, Abbey doesn't approve yet. Norbert doesn't understand that she is the princess, and must be groomed first, so he asks for grooms, and she gets mad and boxes his ears! He was older when we got rescued, so he has lots more bad memories than I do. Mom says he is doing great because he loves people and likes to be around us bunnies too, so I think soon we will all move into one huge condo! Yippee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-8551835205585433867?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/8551835205585433867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=8551835205585433867&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/8551835205585433867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/8551835205585433867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2008/08/munday-bunday.html' title='Munday Bunday'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SKl4NItZ2dI/AAAAAAAAAJg/MGEFNdKIHik/s72-Rc/IMG_1010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-1603514503186026484</id><published>2008-08-16T10:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T10:26:58.923-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bambi's Illness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Hello all and thank you so much for all the well wishes for sweet Bambi! I should have mentioned that her condition is chronic. She was living with a lady with an apartment down the hallway, and the lady asked me to come and help her clip her nails last October. Over the course of hearing about the rabbit, who was presumed to be male by the way, I heard how she had been bounced around several homes, and then her owner asked this lady to care for her while she went on vacation. Well, the owner didn't return from her vacation and so this lady was trying her best to care for Bambi.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I went over armed with my nail clippers and a few other things to help. There she was, in a tiny cage, full of pine shavings. As I approached she ran to the bars and looked at me just begging for some attention. I reached in and scooped her up and... gasped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Her stomache was rounded, very hard, and huge. "She needs a vet," I told the lady. "Really? She is sick? What can we do?" I called my vet and made an appointment. It was decided that Bambi would come and stay with me overnight so we could go early in the morning. The lady told me there is no way she could be pregnant, and that she would cover the vet bills. Yeah, right, I thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Bambi went in, she had advanced pyometria, they dealt with that and spayed her as well. She had to stay at the clinic for a full week and had a rough recovery. After that, I picked her up and paid the bill. I called the lady, who had now convinced me that I should just take Bambi in to my crew, and updated her. She asked about the bill, and I told her how much it was. Shortly later, a knock on my door. There she was, cash in hand, to cover the cost. Imagine my surprise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SKbjniaeYPI/AAAAAAAAAJY/qc1hULy7kxA/s1600-h/IMG_0826.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SKbjniaeYPI/AAAAAAAAAJY/qI_wCUTpY98/s320-R/IMG_0826.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Now here she is, she came with several other problems. Her breathing, as described, is laboured at times and usually wheezy. A result most likely of living in pine shavings for her entire life. She likely got a small infection years ago which didn't become life threatening,&amp;nbsp; but without treatment has damaged her lungs. Also she is a bit fat, she has lost about 1/2 lb. since I've had her. It's hard since she doesn't move around too much. Bringing me to the third issue, her back leg muscles are very atrophied, result from having such a small cage and lack of exercise. Here, she is happy though, she has her favourite spots, she is free range. Finally I think she is secure enough to start treating her lungs, and so we have her on an aggressive course of antibiotics to see what we can repair. X-rays show extensive damage. She is 10 years old&amp;nbsp; by my calculations of bouncing between homes. Despite all, she loves people, Fez takes very good care of her and has made her fur gleam, and she enjoys lying stretched out. So that is Bambi's story, a long one but with a happy ending! However long she has with me, I am happy to have known her and to be able to offer her some late-life comforts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-1603514503186026484?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/1603514503186026484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=1603514503186026484&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/1603514503186026484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/1603514503186026484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2008/08/bambis-illness.html' title='Bambi&apos;s Illness'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SKbjniaeYPI/AAAAAAAAAJY/qI_wCUTpY98/s72-Rc/IMG_0826.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-2482604959661015330</id><published>2008-08-13T20:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T21:07:29.709-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom needs to quit her job...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SKOFNixhQ7I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/WF9pSIWkbaI/s1600-h/Last+Roll+-+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SKOFNixhQ7I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/WF9pSIWkbaI/s400/Last+Roll+-+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234173659653948338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And to focus more on US! She is TOO BUSY! Here is a very adorable picture of me though. We are all doing great, Bambi had to go to the VET and get lots of medicine to try to help her breathe more easily. So far it isn't helping much, but she is doing okay. I am taking really good care of her.&lt;br /&gt;I'll catch up on everyone's blog over the next couple of days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-2482604959661015330?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/2482604959661015330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=2482604959661015330&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/2482604959661015330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/2482604959661015330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2008/08/mom-needs-to-quit-her-job.html' title='Mom needs to quit her job...'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SKOFNixhQ7I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/WF9pSIWkbaI/s72-c/Last+Roll+-+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-6167928528360285647</id><published>2008-07-28T21:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T21:29:56.311-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Helpful Bunnies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="text-align: center; clear: both;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SI5xFVIKCFI/AAAAAAAAAJI/PMc5e-jQ3mI/s1600-h/Last+Roll+-+8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="border: 0pt none ; background-color: transparent; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SI5xFVIKCFI/AAAAAAAAAJI/w0IRQnT5n5Q/s400-R/Last+Roll+-+8.jpg" style="border: 0pt none ;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="&amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif"&gt;Yep there's me and Abbey, we are helping Mom unpack the groceries! We took care of the veggies. We are extremely helpful, that's why Mom loves us so much.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="&amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif"&gt;We have had a busy week, after the awesome award we got last week, Mom kept on trying to make me and Norbert friends. I don't mind him so much, but he sure is a scaredy-bunny! Every time I move when we are out together he runs so fast and hides in the tent! Sometimes he thumps his foot at me too. Basically I just ignore him. He's only 9lbs anyway, and I'm like, 9.2 lbs already. I'll probably get even bigger. I've found out her tricks of trying to pick me up and take me to the bathtub room to find out how big I am. I haven't let her do it for weeks. She told me I'm looking bigger than Abbey! She is 9 lbs right on... She said this picture makes my butt look big!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="&amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-6167928528360285647?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/6167928528360285647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=6167928528360285647&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/6167928528360285647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/6167928528360285647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2008/07/helpful-bunnies.html' title='Helpful Bunnies'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SI5xFVIKCFI/AAAAAAAAAJI/w0IRQnT5n5Q/s72-Rc/Last+Roll+-+8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-7828508917117226010</id><published>2008-07-21T07:00:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T18:31:03.844-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Served for Dinner... and an Award</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SITz4lI-rAI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Bch-7ReTMiI/s1600-h/Library+-+368.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225569621024615426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SITz4lI-rAI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Bch-7ReTMiI/s400/Library+-+368.jpg" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="text-align: left; clear: both; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, since this new guy came on the scene my life has been different! He gets this big pen set up in the living room, and he goes on bathtub dates with MY Abbey. Plus, every night I have to get put away in my condo while he gets to run around! I am telling you, it sure is a pain in the ears&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;. Abbey says he's a nice guy, and Mom says once we all bond then we can be out all the time... TOGETHER! Sheesh, now I have to share everything with him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I mean, he is kinda familiar. We are probably related somehow because we both came from the same place. Can you believe that if we hadn't been rescued, we would both have been someone's dinner by now? Mom says she can hardly believe that someone would have eaten us without even knowing that we had our own wonderful personalimities. I'm kinda glad that Norbert is here and not in someone's belly, I guess. I think we will get along as long as he learns the RULES... MY rules! He might be older but I was here first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 130%;"&gt;GOODNESS! Our First Award!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://theqipapers.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tyler and Sydney&lt;/a&gt; and their Mom have given us the Brillante Weblog Award! We are all very excited for our first award. Now to choose who to pass it on to, not an easy task that is for sure! We will nominate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://furrybutts.wordpress.com/"&gt;Furrybutts&lt;/a&gt;! The story of three bunns and their, well, furry butts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.carriann.com/"&gt;Zinger&lt;/a&gt;: because he has to put up with BDP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://divakitty.wordpress.com/"&gt;Diva Kitty and the Bunns&lt;/a&gt;, for bring out the diva in all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://bunnybliss.blogspot.com/"&gt;Fluffy, Binky, Ella, and Scooter&lt;/a&gt; - our Rabbit Rescue buddies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://belleandferdinand.blogspot.com/"&gt;Belle, Ferdinand, and Cornelius&lt;/a&gt;, ever entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;a href="http://roadbunner.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mario&lt;/a&gt;, our new friend over at RoadBunner, who has a funny taste for sitting on things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;a href="http://yowlyy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Hugo and Eve&lt;/a&gt;, even if their blogging skills lapse during the summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all you nominees, head over to pick up your award &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6qVDP_bbr7M/SIFCyomJQ5I/AAAAAAAAA1k/cz_2XzZnXA8/s1600-h/brillanteweblog+award.png"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please take this as the honor that is is and pass it on to some of the sites you enjoy. The rules of accepting are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div face="trebuchet ms"&gt;1) Put the logo on your blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="trebuchet ms"&gt;2) Add a link to the person who awarded you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Nominate at least 7 other blogs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) Add links to those blogs on yours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) Leave a message for your nominees on their blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much Tyler and Sydney for our first ever award!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-7828508917117226010?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/7828508917117226010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=7828508917117226010&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/7828508917117226010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/7828508917117226010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2008/07/not-served-for-dinner.html' title='Not Served for Dinner... and an Award'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SITz4lI-rAI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Bch-7ReTMiI/s72-c/Library+-+368.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-6443561289555025367</id><published>2008-07-14T11:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T11:36:02.869-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Bunny-Bumday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="text-align: center; clear: both;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SHtw1JsJWAI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Xegt4LyHY1I/s1600-h/Library+-+349.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="border: 0pt none ; background-color: transparent; clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; float: right; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SHtw1JsJWAI/AAAAAAAAAHs/hcKBkSVSEAw/s320-R/Library+-+349.jpg" style="border: 0pt none ;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;Abbey saw the picture at &lt;a href="http://divakitty.wordpress.com/"&gt;DKM&lt;/a&gt;'s site featuring Orlando's bunny 'tocks, and of course wanted to show him up. Abbey is forever displaying her round rump for all to see!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;Fez has rested up and is settled back in here, Bambi enjoyed some nice snuggles with him. He has been entertaining us with stories of in-flight shenanigans and memories of beloved TidBit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;Jack enjoyed everyone's comments on her blog but doesn't understand the confusion as to her gender - I know her name is deceiving but so is her sweet face.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;Lots going on with the rescue this week, putting something special together and getting out three shelter bunns that now won't be euthanized, but will have a second chance. Also getting settled in with a new foster bunn here, she reminds me a lot of &lt;a href="http://www.cariann.com/"&gt;Archi Ann&lt;/a&gt;, though I never met her of course. She is a fiesty little dutch with bunnitude twice her size! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-6443561289555025367?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/6443561289555025367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=6443561289555025367&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/6443561289555025367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/6443561289555025367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2008/07/monday-bunny-bumday.html' title='Monday Bunny-Bumday'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SHtw1JsJWAI/AAAAAAAAAHs/hcKBkSVSEAw/s72-Rc/Library+-+349.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-7098693272927114477</id><published>2008-07-08T10:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T10:36:26.501-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Queen Jack</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="text-align: center; clear: both;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SHN4NPMCShI/AAAAAAAAAHk/fYflO4aER34/s1600-h/JackCondo2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="border: 0pt none ; background-color: transparent; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SHN4NPMCShI/AAAAAAAAAHk/BU2l6J6k6CE/s320-R/JackCondo2.jpg" style="border: 0pt none ;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="text-align: left; clear: both;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;That's me. Queen, get it? If you forget, I will bite you, so take care to treat me as the royalty that I am. Since Fez returns tomorrow, unfortunately, I thought I would take the chance to let you all know and adore the glory of me before you have to go back to listening to his stupid musings. I have been here the longest, I was rescued after living with a family that let their dumb dogs chase me around. I don't like anybunny in MY space, and I especially &lt;i&gt;do not&lt;/i&gt; like sharing Mom. I am forced to however, with this ragtag collection of sorry sad rescues. She is such a sucker, sometimes it makes me sick. Mostly I just wish she was with me all the time. She through I would like a friend, and tried to get me to like Norbert. Well I did not like him and his stupid nose poking in at me, trying to be friends, so I bit him. Finally, she got the point. Mom is a little slow sometimes, so I have to encourage her to do things by way. I hahve her pretty well trained now and hardly ever have to bite her. I've got to get going, I do need my beauty sleep. Better get it while I can, once Fez gets back the whole house will be back to chaos. Ta-ta for now.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-7098693272927114477?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/7098693272927114477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=7098693272927114477&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/7098693272927114477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/7098693272927114477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2008/07/queen-jack.html' title='Queen Jack'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SHN4NPMCShI/AAAAAAAAAHk/BU2l6J6k6CE/s72-Rc/JackCondo2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-685821303546322673</id><published>2008-07-04T12:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T12:10:00.627-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="text-align: center; clear: both;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SG1onDeVtwI/AAAAAAAAAHc/sG5M_QppqFQ/s1600-h/Library+-+377.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="border: 0pt none ; background-color: transparent; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SG1onDeVtwI/AAAAAAAAAHc/o93wOP1C9HY/s320-R/Library+-+377.jpg" style="border: 0pt none ;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hi everyone! My name is Norbert. I am a New Zealand White rabbit! I'm related to Fez, somehow... you see, I am from the same farm that he came from. We were both rescued by Rabbit Rescue Inc. after the farmer got caught keeping us in awful conditions. We were all being raised for meat, but Fez and I are two of the lucky ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was already an adult by the time I got rescued. I don't like to think about it very much. I was used as a "stud" and I'd like to leave it at that. I've had a hard time forgetting. At first I lived with a really nice lady before Mom came and brought me here. I was living in a nice pen beside another rabbit, a girl rabbit named Jack (I know, it's weird). Jack didn't like me though. Mom had to make it so that she couldn't even see me, because she would try to attack me through the bars if she could. I was sort of nervous in there, and I didn't like exploring. Mom was really sad, watching me still unhappy. She feels so bad that I have a hard time forgetting my past. I'm trying though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A few days ago, Mom decided that Jack was never going to like me, and it would be best for me to move to the living room. She put the others away and let me out. I felt a lot safer out here, so I started to explore right away. Before long, I settled right in. I have met Fez, Abbey, and Bambi, and I think we could be friends someday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm finally feeling comfortable here and I really like my out time every night! I'll keep everyone updated. I'm happy to meet you all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-685821303546322673?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/685821303546322673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=685821303546322673&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/685821303546322673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/685821303546322673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-guy.html' title='The New Guy'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SG1onDeVtwI/AAAAAAAAAHc/o93wOP1C9HY/s72-Rc/Library+-+377.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-8788173283935628680</id><published>2008-07-03T12:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T12:51:55.101-04:00</updated><title type='text'>While Fez is Away...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hah! That trouble-making Fez is gone on the 7-bunny-7. Okay, I might be a little jealous, but Mom has been so busy that she completely miss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ed the boarding, menu requests, pretty much the whole preparation for thee flight. Luckily, Rabbit's Guy knew Fez wanted to go so he got boarded okay. I don't think he packed though. He'll have to borrow someone's long-johns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we haven't been properly introduced, my name is Bambi. I'm the mature one here. Being wiser, and slightly older than the others, I am much more calm and laid-back. The rest of the crew is crazy. Always trying to break out, chew, and generally cause a ruckus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom brought me home last October, I had been living with a lady who was very nice, but didn't really know how to take care of me. My first owner took me there, and then just didn't come back for me. I was pretty sad, because I lived with her for 6 or 7 years and I though we had a good thing going. Anyway, Mom came to visit, and she saw me, and she brought me to a vet right away. I hadn't been feeling well, but I felt better after a whole week at the vet and then I got to come back to Mom's. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SG0DjfIjm0I/AAAAAAAAAGo/ijzEawvb8Sc/s1600-h/BambiTent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SG0DjfIjm0I/AAAAAAAAAGo/ijzEawvb8Sc/s400/BambiTent.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218831451379964738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now I am good friends with Fez, and Abbey and I get along okay most of the time. This is a picture of me in front of our camping tent. It's very cool. I think tomorrow, we will let the New Guy finally introduce himself. He has been living here for a whole month and still a secret! Now, wait in suspense...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-8788173283935628680?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/8788173283935628680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=8788173283935628680&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/8788173283935628680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/8788173283935628680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2008/07/while-fez-is-away.html' title='While Fez is Away...'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SG0DjfIjm0I/AAAAAAAAAGo/ijzEawvb8Sc/s72-c/BambiTent.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-4545633358664062795</id><published>2008-07-02T22:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T23:02:23.955-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Ears</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SGxBN1OLK_I/AAAAAAAAAGg/lv1igxy8iLY/s1600-h/Library+-+374.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SGxBN1OLK_I/AAAAAAAAAGg/lv1igxy8iLY/s400/Library+-+374.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218617774096198642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...Are ridiculous! They are always getting in my way. Especially my left one, that is the droopy one. I call him Flopsy. Don't know if you can tell in the pictures, but my coat is changing a bit too. I used to be all black and now I have some white and brown tips on my fur. It's very disting-wishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been growing a bit still! Also I got moved in to a new big condo with my girlfriend Abbey. I feel bad because Bambi is all alone but Mom said that she needs some time to herself at night, to get her sleep and also so that I don't eat all of her food! So I give her extra snuggles during the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's getting pretty warm here. We have a huge thingy that makes a lot of noise but helps keep it cool on the really hot days. Mom says it's a hair condishinner. I don't know what hair has to do with it, but it works pretty good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-4545633358664062795?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/4545633358664062795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=4545633358664062795&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/4545633358664062795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/4545633358664062795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-ears.html' title='My Ears'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SGxBN1OLK_I/AAAAAAAAAGg/lv1igxy8iLY/s72-c/Library+-+374.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-105348572691164235</id><published>2008-06-23T08:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T08:48:15.872-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We have not disappeared!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SF-bfa-CHLI/AAAAAAAAAGA/uNrZPO7rAwE/s1600-h/IMG_0819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SF-bfa-CHLI/AAAAAAAAAGA/uNrZPO7rAwE/s400/IMG_0819.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215057857636080818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hi Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a few minutes today and wanted everyone to know that Fez and I have not fallen off the earth. A few weeks ago I brought home another bunny that was rescued from the same place as Fez was, a nightmarish farm where they were being raised for meat. Norbert is a New Zealand white and he bears many emotional scars from this place. I have been slowly gaining his trust lately. In addition a good friend has suffered a terrible loss and illness in her rabbits, and I have been busy organizing a few things for Rabbit Rescue Inc. as well. I have some new pictures, Fez sure is growing! He is nearing 9lbs now! I will post a proper blog within the next few days, and have been missing all of your stories and hi jinx. Here is a Monday Bunday picture! This is Abbey of course, looking for treats. Hope you have some for her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fez's Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-105348572691164235?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/105348572691164235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=105348572691164235&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/105348572691164235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/105348572691164235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2008/06/we-have-not-disappeared.html' title='We have not disappeared!'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SF-bfa-CHLI/AAAAAAAAAGA/uNrZPO7rAwE/s72-c/IMG_0819.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-4694673627264146855</id><published>2008-06-03T18:33:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T19:27:37.656-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We missed Monday Bunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mom is FINALLY back! She came home to a great new decorating theme in the apartment, I liked to call it ContemPoo-ary Chic. Abbey and I went to great lengths decorating the long carpet runner with doots. We agreed it was definitely cutting-edge. However, Mom lacks artistic vision and insight. She threw our work in the GARBAGE! Can you believe it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did get treats though. To make up for missing Monday Bunday, please enjoy the videos Mom made of Abbey and I opening a box of raisins. 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href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a8f969f02a7578a8&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/4694673627264146855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=4694673627264146855&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/4694673627264146855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/4694673627264146855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2008/06/we-missed-monday-bunday.html' title='We missed Monday Bunday'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-5061643255928164282</id><published>2008-05-30T09:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T09:23:17.778-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a Short Trip?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SD_99dtLCpI/AAAAAAAAAFE/zVmKgU1wXns/s1600-h/Library+-+275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SD_99dtLCpI/AAAAAAAAAFE/zVmKgU1wXns/s400/Library+-+275.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206158926651525778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;That's what Mom says. A "short" trip. Away from us! She is going to be away somewhere tonight and tomorrow night, and then be back on the next day. She told me she will be back before the next Bunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't see why she needs to go somewhere in the first place. I mean, where is she going to sleep? I don't understand. She says she is going to HER Mom's house. She will be helping her sister find her webbing dress. I told her that it was her sister's problem, she is the one who lost it, she should look for it by herself! But she said it doesn't work that way. So I have to be without her, and I am going to miss her. It will just bee me and the girls, and the Dog-Bunny, and Dad who will take care of us. At least he isn't abandoning us too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other weird thing is that Mom is taking the foster bunny with her! It isn't fair that she gets to go. Betty lives in the kitchen, Mom takes care of her until she gets adopted from Rabbit Rescue. She isn't adopted yet, she is just going to a different foster home. So I guess she isn't going to be coming back. That is too bad, I really liked to bug her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom says she is bringing home a surprise too! I hope it's something extra yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-5061643255928164282?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/5061643255928164282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=5061643255928164282&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/5061643255928164282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/5061643255928164282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2008/05/just-short-trip.html' title='Just a Short Trip?'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SD_99dtLCpI/AAAAAAAAAFE/zVmKgU1wXns/s72-c/Library+-+275.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-2099681159464097318</id><published>2008-05-27T09:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T10:05:56.395-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Me-me-me Meme!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've been tagged for a name meme by &lt;a href="http://nipperfilm.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sammy! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;In case you aren't familiar with The Naming of Cats, in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Old Possum's Book of Practical Cats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;, by T.S. Eliot, we all have three names!&lt;br /&gt;Here are the rules:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must link to the originator of the meme (that is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" title="Tara" href="http://taraprincessmeezer.blogspot.com/"&gt; Tara&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;), list the following rules, and then tell:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. The name that the family uses daily (such as Peter, Agustus, Alonzo, or James)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. The name that is particular, a name that’s peculiar, and more dignified (such as Munkustrap, Quaxo, or Coricopat)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. What you are doing when you are thinking of the name that only you know, and will never confess (when engaged in rapt contemplation), that deep and inscrutable singular name.Then tag three cats (and let them know they are tagged) to give us their names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my three!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Fez&lt;br /&gt;2. Sire Mister Fezzypants of the Floppy BigEars&lt;br /&gt;3. A popcorn binky high in the air, with a half-twist to impress all who watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I will tag...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://frecklesanddeb.blogspot.com/"&gt;Freckles!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://theqipapers.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tyler and Sydney!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bunnybliss.blogspot.com/"&gt;Fluffy! My RR Buddy!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-2099681159464097318?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/2099681159464097318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=2099681159464097318&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/2099681159464097318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/2099681159464097318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2008/05/me-me-me-meme.html' title='Me-me-me Meme!'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-8397534568790467778</id><published>2008-05-26T08:47:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T08:53:31.238-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Bunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SDqyuttLCoI/AAAAAAAAAE8/O4VUPyt-fe8/s1600-h/PrettyAbbey1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SDqyuttLCoI/AAAAAAAAAE8/O4VUPyt-fe8/s400/PrettyAbbey1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204668834992818818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SDqyg9tLCnI/AAAAAAAAAE0/X2LcxfSDdKE/s1600-h/PrettyAbbey1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sometimes the only good thing about Mondays is the bunny pictures." - Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to get a "disapproving" shot of Abbey. It isn't that she never disapproves (as she does, quite frequently) it is just that she is such a princess that she always approves of having her picture taken! Look at those eyelashes! She is so good at working those to get extra treats out of Mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-8397534568790467778?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/8397534568790467778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=8397534568790467778&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/8397534568790467778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/8397534568790467778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2008/05/monday-bunday_26.html' title='Monday Bunday'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SDqyuttLCoI/AAAAAAAAAE8/O4VUPyt-fe8/s72-c/PrettyAbbey1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-5829330060406585309</id><published>2008-05-20T11:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T11:29:51.084-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aw, Mom...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SDLuXuVGJ6I/AAAAAAAAAEc/ftIDaezhNO8/s1600-h/IMG_0838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SDLuXuVGJ6I/AAAAAAAAAEc/ftIDaezhNO8/s320/IMG_0838.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202482610907260834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mom is always getting me into trouble! It's just past 11am here and so far today here is a list of what I've gotten her mad over:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jumping on Bambi&lt;br /&gt;-Trying to take Bambi's treat&lt;br /&gt;-Jumping on the coffee table&lt;br /&gt;-Pushing stuff off of the coffee table&lt;br /&gt;-Jumping on the chair to lean over to the kitchen table to chew on some paper atop the table&lt;br /&gt;-Trying to break into Abbey's condo&lt;br /&gt;-Using the corner by Abbey's condo as a litterbox&lt;br /&gt;-Sneaking into the bedroom to bug Jack&lt;br /&gt;-Sneaking into the closet in the bedroom&lt;br /&gt;-Climbing into the bookshelf&lt;br /&gt;-Chewing books while in the bookshelf&lt;br /&gt;-Moving the blockade in front of bookshelf books in order to chew books on the bookshelf&lt;br /&gt;-Tormenting foster bunny Betty&lt;br /&gt;-Chewing Mom's pants&lt;br /&gt;-Digging in Mom's pants&lt;br /&gt;-Chewing various cords in my way&lt;br /&gt;-Trying to squeeze behind the TV table (I used to fit! They shrunk it!)&lt;br /&gt;-Repeats of several of the above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly I think it's funny to get Mom all, "Fez!" (claps her hands!) "Stop that!" Then she goes on a rant about baby bunnies being trouble makers... hey, who is she calling a baby!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-5829330060406585309?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/5829330060406585309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=5829330060406585309&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/5829330060406585309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/5829330060406585309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2008/05/aw-mom.html' title='Aw, Mom...'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SDLuXuVGJ6I/AAAAAAAAAEc/ftIDaezhNO8/s72-c/IMG_0838.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-4011911619267304509</id><published>2008-05-19T19:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T19:30:23.555-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Bunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SDINgeVGJ5I/AAAAAAAAAEU/9bsZqAZLdFE/s1600-h/CapBaby2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SDINgeVGJ5I/AAAAAAAAAEU/9bsZqAZLdFE/s320/CapBaby2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202235371114866578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We are going to jump on the Monday Bunday bandwagon! Mom wanted to share a picture of her first bunny, Cappuccino. She says before Cappuccino, she didn't know that rabbits could be such great pets, and he taught her that she never wanted to live without bunnies! So we all need to thank this guy. I never got to meet him, he passed away in December 2007, and Mom says he was almost 12 years old. Mom rescued him when he was 8, and he was a very happy, laid-back guy. We miss you Cap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-4011911619267304509?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/4011911619267304509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=4011911619267304509&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/4011911619267304509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/4011911619267304509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2008/05/monday-bunday.html' title='Monday Bunday'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SDINgeVGJ5I/AAAAAAAAAEU/9bsZqAZLdFE/s72-c/CapBaby2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-3991792278962646103</id><published>2008-05-17T19:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T19:54:13.102-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Coffee Table: Forbidden Fruit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SC9wDOVGJ4I/AAAAAAAAAEM/mQ-jFUVa3X0/s1600-h/IMG_0828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SC9wDOVGJ4I/AAAAAAAAAEM/mQ-jFUVa3X0/s320/IMG_0828.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201499295324710786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There are certain areas that the bunnies shouldn't go. Tables, shelves, the toilet... and the coffee table. For some reason though, I just can not stay off of it! I love to jump up there, and push around the stuff on it, chin the books, and nibble mom's candles. They don't taste good, there isn't a lot up there, but it's just so enticing. Maybe it's because I'm not supposed to be up there! I bet everybun has a place like this, or a favourite thign to do, that you really aren't supposed to! Oh, I also like the back of the couch and the chair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-3991792278962646103?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/3991792278962646103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=3991792278962646103&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/3991792278962646103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/3991792278962646103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2008/05/coffee-table-forbidden-fruit.html' title='The Coffee Table: Forbidden Fruit'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SC9wDOVGJ4I/AAAAAAAAAEM/mQ-jFUVa3X0/s72-c/IMG_0828.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-7952377370929168840</id><published>2008-05-10T15:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T15:45:58.015-04:00</updated><title type='text'>In Recubbery</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, despite my efforts to "hop away," as &lt;a href="http://divakitty.wordpress.com/"&gt;'Lando&lt;/a&gt; bun suggested, yesterday I got my nooter. Mom put me in a red box that wasn't easy to chew, and then she was carrying me arou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;nd for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; a while. When she opened it, I was in a new place with new people. They&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; all talked about how big my ears are and where I came&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; from. Mom called it the "Vet" and ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SCX7Y7M5iTI/AAAAAAAAADQ/y0laY27Fdig/s1600-h/IMG_0814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SCX7Y7M5iTI/AAAAAAAAADQ/y0laY27Fdig/s320/IMG_0814.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198837750496332082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yone at the vet was very nice. Then they took me to a different room without Mom. I was a big scared but they put a tunnel on my face and I thought that was weird. Then I feel asleep. When I woke up, Mom came in and she said "it's over now!" So I guess I got my nooter while I was asleep. I don't know what the heck it was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; My belly area feels a bit sore, but I got home and ate up all my food and Mom said that was GREAT and gave me an extra treat! Only, I have to stay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;part of the day in a cage, and I have to stay away from Abbey for a bit. Mom told me I'll feel better in a few days, after I recubber. She said that all the boy bunnies have to get a nooter, and the girls that I live with all got a spade. I wonder if th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ey at least remember what the spade was, I will have to ask!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-7952377370929168840?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/7952377370929168840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=7952377370929168840&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/7952377370929168840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/7952377370929168840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2008/05/in-recubbery.html' title='In Recubbery'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SCX7Y7M5iTI/AAAAAAAAADQ/y0laY27Fdig/s72-c/IMG_0814.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-854321366349064724</id><published>2008-05-06T12:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T12:30:25.171-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SomeBun more Experienced?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SCCHlwZLttI/AAAAAAAAADA/f7vhrTM4XBw/s1600-h/IMG_0826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SCCHlwZLttI/AAAAAAAAADA/f7vhrTM4XBw/s320/IMG_0826.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197303052700989138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What is a "nooter?" Mom says I'm getting one on Friday... she keeps giving me lots of treats and saying it is going to be "okay"... Is it a scary monster? A big treat? I'm so confused...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-854321366349064724?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/854321366349064724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=854321366349064724&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/854321366349064724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/854321366349064724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2008/05/somebun-more-experienced.html' title='SomeBun more Experienced?'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SCCHlwZLttI/AAAAAAAAADA/f7vhrTM4XBw/s72-c/IMG_0826.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-8686667383349891258</id><published>2008-05-03T19:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T19:19:36.826-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fez + Abbey = L O V E</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sigh. Love is such sweet sorrow. Wait, n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ot sorrow. Love is great! I think most of you could tell that I fell in love with pretty Abbey as soon as I saw her. So, I've been breaking out of my condo so that I can spend more time with her. Along the way I also met Bambi. Bambi is a very cute dwarf that also lives in the living room. They are both so sweet, and I have found that I really enjoy kissing their lovely furry faces. Curling up beside Abbey and Bambi for naps is also a new favourite pastime of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SBzy8QZLtsI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jyFwA1kFPgk/s1600-h/IMG_0833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SBzy8QZLtsI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jyFwA1kFPgk/s320/IMG_0833.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196295187085375170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I broke out so much, that Mom finally got rid of Abbey's old pen and moved us in together. Yippee!!! She even started grooming my ears a bit too. We both like to sleep with our faces smushed up together, and it is just such a wonderful feeling to have somebunny there with me. Now I never have to be lonely anymore. What a lucky guy I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-8686667383349891258?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/8686667383349891258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=8686667383349891258&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/8686667383349891258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/8686667383349891258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2008/05/fez-abbey-l-o-v-e.html' title='Fez + Abbey = L O V E'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SBzy8QZLtsI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jyFwA1kFPgk/s72-c/IMG_0833.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-6961874169592361124</id><published>2008-04-28T17:56:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T18:05:04.968-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Look at me now!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wow, Finally another update! Mom has been sick, and also she has been busy helping out the Rabbit Rescue. I wanted to show everyone how I have been growing! This is me when I first got here, at 6 weeks old...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SBZJjwZLtpI/AAAAAAAAACg/hRjen4kMIxA/s1600-h/Fez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SBZJjwZLtpI/AAAAAAAAACg/hRjen4kMIxA/s320/Fez.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194420098853222034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me at about 9 weeks old...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SBZJkwZLtqI/AAAAAAAAACo/lAoJlSXdGZ0/s1600-h/IMG_0786.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SBZJkwZLtqI/AAAAAAAAACo/lAoJlSXdGZ0/s320/IMG_0786.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194420116033091234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me at 12 weeks old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SBZJlgZLtrI/AAAAAAAAACw/qX6K8K87lcI/s1600-h/Fez+Ears+12W.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SBZJlgZLtrI/AAAAAAAAACw/qX6K8K87lcI/s320/Fez+Ears+12W.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194420128917993138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My ears are so big now, and they keep growing. Sometimes one is even bigger than the other one. Mom giggles and rubs them, and that feels good. I'm getting more used to hands now but I still get startled if they move too fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Bunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-6961874169592361124?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/6961874169592361124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=6961874169592361124&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/6961874169592361124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/6961874169592361124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2008/04/look-at-me-now.html' title='Look at me now!'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SBZJjwZLtpI/AAAAAAAAACg/hRjen4kMIxA/s72-c/Fez.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-1894867592475864599</id><published>2008-04-23T08:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T09:01:57.966-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I want a Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SA8zPQZLtoI/AAAAAAAAACY/A-mQvViC3gc/s1600-h/IMG_0629.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SA8zPQZLtoI/AAAAAAAAACY/A-mQvViC3gc/s320/IMG_0629.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192425232573118082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This week we had a birthday party for one of the bunnies! It was for Dog-Bunny, his name is Bauer. He is 2 years old, that sure is old. I'm only 12 weeks old! Mom and Dad got him some peanut butter cookies from a really fancy store called Bark and Fitz, that said "Happy Birthday" on them. He also got a really big stinky thing they called a beef knuckle. Boy, did that smell disgusting! Bauer really likes to chew on it too. He comes over and plunks it down beside me and gnaws away, as if I would want him that close! Mom says he is trying to share, and since he likes it so much he doesn't understand why I wouldn't want some too. I was pretty jealous of all the stuff Bauer got, and tried to take some of his cookies! Mom gave me some delicious pieces of dried pear instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided that I can't wait until it's my birthday! I have to wait a long time though, it won't be until next January. Being so far away, I will have a lot of time to think of things that I want for my birthday! A big smelly beef knuckle will definitely not be on the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-1894867592475864599?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/1894867592475864599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=1894867592475864599&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/1894867592475864599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/1894867592475864599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-want-birthday-party.html' title='I want a Birthday Party'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SA8zPQZLtoI/AAAAAAAAACY/A-mQvViC3gc/s72-c/IMG_0629.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-4190061209771408341</id><published>2008-04-19T07:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T07:46:41.219-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Big Event</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SAnblcx_N7I/AAAAAAAAACQ/2RcFIguaWGA/s1600-h/IMG_0810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SAnblcx_N7I/AAAAAAAAACQ/2RcFIguaWGA/s320/IMG_0810.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190921481948706738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I haven't been allowed on the computer for days! Mom has been really busy, getting ready for a big awareness event as she calls it. I guess she will be taking our foster bunny and some others to a place to meet people and talk about the rescue group she works with. It's called &lt;a href="http://www.rabbitrescue.ca/"&gt;Rabbit Rescue Inc.  &lt;/a&gt;She is telling me to write that if anyone is in Toronto today, it's in the Bloor West Village, 2100 Bloor Street W. at Global Pet Foods from 10-3 and there are cute bunnies and vegan treats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like vegan treats (since I'm a vegan, duh!) Mom gives me these cookies that are really for horses, but we all go crazy for them here in the mornings. Abbey even gets up on the couch and binkies back and forth! Today I dropped mine in Mom's shoe and had to call her back to help me find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I have to go, she is kicking me off again. Hrrmph! I need my own computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-4190061209771408341?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/4190061209771408341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=4190061209771408341&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/4190061209771408341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/4190061209771408341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2008/04/big-event.html' title='A Big Event'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SAnblcx_N7I/AAAAAAAAACQ/2RcFIguaWGA/s72-c/IMG_0810.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-5204921492353808267</id><published>2008-04-17T20:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T21:06:13.871-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We're It!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mom and I were tagged for a book meme! We got tagged by Freckles from her blog &lt;a href="http://frecklesanddeb.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Adventures of Freckles and Deb&lt;/a&gt;. It's our first time in a game of this sort. Here are the rules!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Pick up the nearest book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Open to page 123.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Find the fifth sentence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. Post the next three sentences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. Tag five people and post a comment to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://frecklesanddeb.blogspot.com/"&gt;Freckles and Deb&lt;/a&gt; once you have posted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Mom just finished a book called "Water for Elephants" by Sara Gruen and it has been sitting here on the desk. It is about a man who joins the circus during the Depression after going through an emotional upheaval. He uses his skills as a vet to get employed and tries to aid the animals on the show, becoming enamored with more than one circus member. Mom said she really enjoyed the book. It sounds fantastical and it is, but it was well-researched and she says she got really attached to the characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There's a shuffling, and someone shushing someone.&lt;br /&gt;"What is it?" calls August.&lt;br /&gt;"Did Clive feed the cats?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hmmm, are you intrigued? Now to find 5 people who aren't tagged... we are pretty new to blogging here so we need to find some!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://belleandferdinand.blogspot.com/"&gt;Belle&lt;/a&gt; at Bunny Blog: Belle and Ferdinand (from Bunny Heaven) and Cornelius Too&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://happyfeetbunnyblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;The bunns at Happy Feet Bunny Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.parsleyseasonings.blogspot.com/"&gt;Fresh Parsley&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://higgletypigglety.blogspot.com/"&gt;Captain Rupert&lt;/a&gt; at Higglety Pigglety&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://poiratsandcats.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Fluffy Tribe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know you guys too well yet but you've been tagged! Mom likes to read your blogs and look at the cute pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-5204921492353808267?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/5204921492353808267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=5204921492353808267&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/5204921492353808267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/5204921492353808267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2008/04/were-it.html' title='We&apos;re It!'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-6530555618877049007</id><published>2008-04-16T08:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T08:36:23.072-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hide and Seek</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SAXyvb_t-kI/AAAAAAAAACA/9OnJT-VJVek/s1600-h/IMG_0786.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SAXyvb_t-kI/AAAAAAAAACA/9OnJT-VJVek/s320/IMG_0786.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189821042397149762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There is a game that I love to play with Mom. I will find a really good spot to hide and wait for her to come and get me. It has to be a really weird spot, like under the radiator (too bad I don't fit there any more!) or I sneak into her sleeping room and hide under the bed, and I have other spots she doesn't even know about that I need to keep a secret. Then when she comes out looking for me, and I hear her calling my name, I know the fun has started! She calls a few times, then her voice gets all high, and really loud, and she rushes around the house looking in funny places like the closet. Duh, Mom, I can't open doors! Then I will pop out into the middle of the room and act like I have been there the whole time! It's so funny how she acts, I just shake my ears and giggle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I fall asleep waiting for her to come and find me. Then she really goes around rushing! By the time I wake up she is like a bunny herself, hopping around and sounding very upset. I don't know what she is thinking, maybe that I left her but why would I do that? I have pretty bunnies to play with, food and water, and even the Dog-Bunny isn't that bad. Anyway when I finally come out, she will say, "Where have you been! You are a bad little bunny!" She is petting me and usually gives me a treat so I can't be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; bad. Jeez, Mom, I can't tell you where I was... that sort of ruins the whole point of the game!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-6530555618877049007?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/6530555618877049007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=6530555618877049007&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/6530555618877049007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/6530555618877049007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2008/04/hide-and-seek.html' title='Hide and Seek'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/SAXyvb_t-kI/AAAAAAAAACA/9OnJT-VJVek/s72-c/IMG_0786.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-196156509496816307</id><published>2008-04-13T23:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T23:22:18.642-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm pretty sure I'm not a chicken...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and I'm also sure that both rabbits and chickens are animals - living, breathing, creatures. However, the USDA classifies rabbits as poultry. Why? Because "poultry" are excluded frfom the 1958 Humane Methods of Slaughter Act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is a bit different than usual, because we really want to raise awareness. Because not only are rabbits not covered, but obviously everything else that is considered as poultry. Please sign this petition to have these laws changed. There is one for rabbits as well as for poultry. There is also a video with more explanation, which is NOT graphic. The laws in the US and in Canada are the same, so regardless of where you live please sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.thepetitionsite.com/1/rabbits-are-poultry-well-then-poultry-needs-to-be-covered-under-the-1958-humane-slaughters-act&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fez and the bunnies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-196156509496816307?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.thepetitionsite.com/1/rabbits-are-poultry-well-then-poultry-needs-to-be-covered-under-the-1958-humane-slaughters-act' title='I&apos;m pretty sure I&apos;m not a chicken...'/><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://www.thepetitionsite.com/1/rabbits-are-poultry-well-then-poultry-needs-to-be-covered-under-the-1958-humane-slaughters-act' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/196156509496816307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=196156509496816307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/196156509496816307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/196156509496816307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-pretty-sure-im-not-chicken.html' title='I&apos;m pretty sure I&apos;m not a chicken...'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-1276944784424490689</id><published>2008-04-12T14:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T14:40:44.048-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Trimming the Roots</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;In my recent explorations, I have started to relax in a little area beside a big chair that Mom likes to sit in. I don't know what she does there. She looks at another picture box and moves her weird paws on a clicky thing. Sometimes she laughs at it. I have no idea what is so funny but I have already learned that the two-legged bunny people are a bit off. So I just relax here close to her and every so often she gives my ears a nice rub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately there has been this thing like a root that I told you about the other day. It's one of those long cords that tastes funny. It's been right where I want to flop and it just hangs down in my face and hits me in the head when I move. It's very annoying. Last night Mom wasn't home and me and Dad were hanging out, and I showed him the wire. He didn't really get the problem, and laughed when he saw me bopping my head on it. So to better demonstrate my point, I grabbed it in my mouth and pulled it. To my amazement (really!) I bit it in half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Dad definitely stopped laughing then. He said something about a self-own cord and having to get a new one. But I don't think he was very upset, because when Mom got home, he showed her and they both laughed about it, and said I was silly. Dad went out and he said he got a new one and he would keep it away from me! That's great. That is all that I wanted, after all. He also told me that I owe him fifty bucks. Well, I said to him, I can't count that high! Then I gave him a foot flick as I hopped away. Hrmph, that's what I get for cleaning up their cordy-messes. Anyway I don't know what a buck is, but if it's anything like a binky I'm pretty sure I'll have it made up to him by the end of today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-1276944784424490689?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/1276944784424490689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=1276944784424490689&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/1276944784424490689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/1276944784424490689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2008/04/trimming-roots.html' title='Trimming the Roots'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-3649277058126636859</id><published>2008-04-11T08:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T09:45:52.458-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fez the Techno-Bunny</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have a few favourite places to take naps and play. Under tables, in the tiny space beside the couch, behind the chair... But my most favourite thing is to try to fix Mom and Dad's picture-box. It doesn't have very many shows about rabbits. It's a big problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day when the Dog-Bunny was trying to lick my head (eww, stinky tongue!) I dove into a corner through some shelves, just big enough for me. I sure showed him. I realized that I was now behind the picture-box. Aha! Now I could fix it all up for Mom. I poked around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/R_9rbZgip8I/AAAAAAAAAB4/7z20iWl8oM8/s1600-h/IMG_0794.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/R_9rbZgip8I/AAAAAAAAAB4/7z20iWl8oM8/s320/IMG_0794.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187983414202116034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;at the long cords. They were kind of like roots, but had a weird outer layer. I checked it all out, looked at how the cords came in and out of the box, and thought hard of Bunny shows. I think I made some progress because Mom was making some excited noises at me. It was pretty warm back there and all that work made me sleepy. So I flopped down for a little snooze. Ever since it has been one of my favourite spots, and I'm sure Mom is delighted because she is always making those noises at me whe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;n I get back there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-3649277058126636859?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/3649277058126636859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=3649277058126636859&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/3649277058126636859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/3649277058126636859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2008/04/fez-techno-bunny.html' title='Fez the Techno-Bunny'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/R_9rbZgip8I/AAAAAAAAAB4/7z20iWl8oM8/s72-c/IMG_0794.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-2452443969226768519</id><published>2008-04-09T08:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T09:02:58.901-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Most Beautiful Bunny in the World!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/R_y8cNV4k-I/AAAAAAAAABw/cp0kpB-RQ9g/s1600-h/PrettyAbbey3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/R_y8cNV4k-I/AAAAAAAAABw/cp0kpB-RQ9g/s320/PrettyAbbey3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187228063627776994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This morning while hanging out in my condo, one of the others came to visit. I had never met her before. She came over to my cage, and I was a bit sleepy. She poked her nose in to me and woke me up, and as I opened my eyes I thought I was looking at an angel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I immediately stood up and pushed my nose against hers, trying to get as close to her as I could. It was nice to see a friendly face, and I wanted nothing more than to snuggle with her and take a long nap! But when I pushed my nose at her, she pulled back and started smelling my condo, and chinning it! Well, it is my condo, but I'll just chin everything myself later. For now I will share with her. I ran around the levels trying to get her attention, but after a while she finished inspecting my condo, and without so much as a backward glance she hopped a few feet away and stretched out! At least she knows that I exist...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-2452443969226768519?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/2452443969226768519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=2452443969226768519&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/2452443969226768519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/2452443969226768519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2008/04/most-beautiful-bunny-in-world.html' title='The Most Beautiful Bunny in the World!'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/R_y8cNV4k-I/AAAAAAAAABw/cp0kpB-RQ9g/s72-c/PrettyAbbey3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-7057394419419644967</id><published>2008-04-07T21:19:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T21:47:23.341-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New (Bigger!) Digs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/R_rNKtV4k8I/AAAAAAAAABg/qTJqsoAbkiQ/s1600-h/IMG_0769.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/R_rNKtV4k8I/AAAAAAAAABg/qTJqsoAbkiQ/s320/IMG_0769.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186683504724317122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is a picture of me in my old cage, all stretched out. I was smaller than I am now. I also had been sleeping in the room where Mom and Dad sleep. Coincidentally, Jack sleeps in there too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that she knew I was there, she was always trying to jump up to my cage. She was pooping all around her pen and Mom even said she tried to pee on her! I guess that Jack just really wants to make sure that I know that her pen is, well, HERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Mom told me that I was going to move somewhere new. Voila! This is my new Condo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/R_rN0NV4k9I/AAAAAAAAABo/biDEIE9KAEU/s1600-h/IMG_0800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/R_rN0NV4k9I/AAAAAAAAABo/biDEIE9KAEU/s320/IMG_0800.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186684217688888274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;See how much bigger it is? It has three levels. I've been having a lot of fun exploring it. Now I am out in the room where Mom and Dad work and watch the loud bright box. They call it TB or something. They spend a lot of time out here, and now Jack has stopped trying to use Mom as a litter box. Plus, out here, there are more friends! There are two other bunnies out here. Their names are Bambi and Abbey. They come to my pen and stick their noses in and say "Hi" to me. They seem really nice, and I want to get out of here and get to know them better! I really just want to snuggle, especially with Abbey, she is just so big and pretty, she looks warm and cozy too! I hope I will get to make friends with them soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-7057394419419644967?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/7057394419419644967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=7057394419419644967&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/7057394419419644967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/7057394419419644967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-bigger-digs.html' title='New (Bigger!) Digs'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/R_rNKtV4k8I/AAAAAAAAABg/qTJqsoAbkiQ/s72-c/IMG_0769.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-8615886473303523519</id><published>2008-04-06T11:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T11:51:17.601-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My first friend! ...maybe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/R_juv9V4k7I/AAAAAAAAABY/GsWQlB5KmkA/s1600-h/JackWindow2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/R_juv9V4k7I/AAAAAAAAABY/GsWQlB5KmkA/s320/JackWindow2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186157478604739506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Soon after my arrival, Mom would take me out of my cage each day for some exploration. She put me down on this big, soft area where she and Dad slept every night. It felt strange under my feet, which were so used to the sharp metal bars of the dirty cages in my life before. I took very small steps, stretching forward to sniff out as much as I could before committing another tiny hop. I just had to be sure that it was safe. Also there were many new smells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom let me explore this spot for a few days and soon I got more confident. I liked to climb over her lap (as long as she kept those scary hands away!) and also between two soft cushions where I could burrow down. Soon I tried jumping up in the air and flicking my feet. It felt good. Next Mom let me down onto a hard, slippery surface. It was even bigger, and the Dog Bunny liked to sniff me. I didn't like it much at first, but I tried to explore. Then I smelled something else... or someone else! I sniffed the air a few times and then hopped off in that direction without a second thought! It was another bunny. I saw her in her big pen, lounging in a pile of hay. She looked a lot like some of my other family members. I got right up to the bars of her pen and poked my nose through. She woke up and looked at me, and I saw her pretty black nose twitching. I think she liked me! She was coming to say hello! I was very excited to have a new friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly she ran at the bars and rammed them with her paws, grunting at me, "My house! Stay away! I didn't invite you in!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so startled that I fell back and there was Mom. I nuzzled into her lap and she rubbed my ears. She talked to me softly and from what I can tell, the other bunny is named Jack, which is a BOY name, but it's a girl. I guess that Jack really likes her house, and doens't like anyone else coming in or getting too close. Mom told me that she is a good bunny but likes to have time and space to herself. I didn't really understand why she didn't want to be my friend, and I felt sad and still a little scared. After a few minutes Mom put me back in my cage and told me I was going somewhere new tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMEWHERE NEW??? I am not sure how I felt. Away from her? I looked at her and tried to say I was sorry for upsetting Jack, but please to let me stay. She smiled at me and kissed my nose and turned out the light. I hoped the somewhere new was a good place, a safe place close to my new family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-8615886473303523519?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/8615886473303523519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=8615886473303523519&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/8615886473303523519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/8615886473303523519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-first-friend-maybe.html' title='My first friend! ...maybe'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/R_juv9V4k7I/AAAAAAAAABY/GsWQlB5KmkA/s72-c/JackWindow2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-9049494259856354477</id><published>2008-04-04T22:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T22:45:59.052-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What I Noticed First</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/R_bmLdV4k6I/AAAAAAAAABQ/nQejLweTvFY/s1600-h/IMG_0760.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/R_bmLdV4k6I/AAAAAAAAABQ/nQejLweTvFY/s320/IMG_0760.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185585105493070754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;There were a lot of changes in my life when I got to my new home. The thing that I felt right away was the loneliness. I actually missed my family members. Before, there were times that I wished for just another inch of space, of clean air to breath. But now... all that I had was space. It was frightening, in a way. I could hear the air vibrating all around me, but it was full of nothing. I could feel my own heart beat in the absence of other bodies pressed against mine. Don't get me wrong, it is not pleasant to be confined so closely as we were. We were kept in our own filth and didn't even have enough room to turn around in. It was just such a big change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom put a big soft Bunny in with me. Only she didn't move, and she didn't smell like a bunny. I decided pretty fast that she wasn't a real bunny at all. I still cuddled up to her, it helped me to sleep. Also I liked to climb on her so that I could see what was going on outside of my cage. I think it was nice of my new Mom to think that maybe I was lonely, and try to find a friend for me. I just wished it was a real bunny. I was sure that I could smell others in the house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-9049494259856354477?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/9049494259856354477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=9049494259856354477&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/9049494259856354477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/9049494259856354477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-i-noticed-first.html' title='What I Noticed First'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/R_bmLdV4k6I/AAAAAAAAABQ/nQejLweTvFY/s72-c/IMG_0760.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-8293032241627163132</id><published>2008-04-03T21:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T21:39:01.319-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Biggest Rabbit I've Ever Seen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/R_WDFdV4k5I/AAAAAAAAABE/Mu3ZPUzaiio/s1600-h/IMG_0766.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/R_WDFdV4k5I/AAAAAAAAABE/Mu3ZPUzaiio/s320/IMG_0766.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185194675785995154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I live with some other rabbits, and this is a picture of me with Bauer. Bauer is the BIGGEST RABBIT I HAVE EVER SEEN! Now, I know I'm not very old yet, but when I was a baby I lived with hundreds of other rabbits. Mom said that they were all very big types of rabbits because we were being raised to be eated by humans before we got saved (some humans are GROSS! Who would eat a rabbit?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so anyway the rabbits I used to live with were all really big I thought. But Bauer is at least like, 4 times bigger than them. Maybe even more. Mom says he is a "dog" but I'm not sure what kind of rabbit breed that is. I have only heard of a few breeds like lion-face, and New Zeppelin, or something like those. I'm not really sure, but the Dog Rabbit must for sure be the biggest kind of rabbit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bauer isn't really like other rabbits either. He doesn't use the litter box, Mom ties him on to a big rope and takes him outside to go to the bathroom. Also he always listens to Mom! What a sucker. She is like, "Sit, Bauer!" and he actually does! If she told me to sit I would just flick my feet at her, or maybe groom my face to show her that I don't care what she says! But then he does get treats when he does what she says. Maybe she doesn't feed him anything else, I don't see his food bowl. Also he chews on this big smelly thing called a Bone. He is always stealing me hay, but I don't say anything because he is so big. He isn't very good at chewing, I think he is missing his front teeth or something weird like that because he eats really funny. Oh, plus, he has this big long tail! Yeah, I know, it's so freaky! I like to run up and grab it, then run away really fast and go under the table. He can't get under there because he is so big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, he is really strange for a rabbit, but Dog Rabbits are pretty nice mostly, even though they are clumsy and kind of smell. He is a pretty good snuggler too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I feel like he'll always take care of me and make sure that I'm safe. So even though he is huge, stinky, acts weird and always does what Mom says and sometimes takes my hay right from my dish, he's pretty much okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-8293032241627163132?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/8293032241627163132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=8293032241627163132&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/8293032241627163132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/8293032241627163132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2008/04/biggest-rabbit-ive-ever-seen.html' title='The Biggest Rabbit I&apos;ve Ever Seen'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/R_WDFdV4k5I/AAAAAAAAABE/Mu3ZPUzaiio/s72-c/IMG_0766.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-7345912832244115399</id><published>2008-04-02T09:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T09:30:48.323-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aha! A discovery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/R_OI19V4k3I/AAAAAAAAAA0/w_7fcIYe4_0/s1600-h/IMG_0785.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/R_OI19V4k3I/AAAAAAAAAA0/w_7fcIYe4_0/s320/IMG_0785.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184638056614368114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So Mom and Dad have these funny things instead of paws, they call them "hands." Anyway whenever these hands came close to me I used to be kinda scared. THe old hands I knew were really rough and smelly, and usually grabbed my family members and hurt them. But not here! I have started to realise that Mom and Dad have very soft hands and never hurt me. Still I sometimes run away when I see them, because I know they might try to pick me up and ruin the fun I've been having chewing the carpet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately though, the hands come and start to rub my ears and face, so gently. It makes me remember how my Bunny Mom used to nuzzle me and give me kisses. Mom scratches my nose and makes a goo-goo baby voice. Don't tell her but I really like it, it makes me feel safe and loved. When she rubs my face, now I just lie down and close my eyes. I fall right to sleep! I never knew that hands could be so soothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-7345912832244115399?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/7345912832244115399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=7345912832244115399&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/7345912832244115399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/7345912832244115399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2008/04/aha-discovery.html' title='Aha! A discovery'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/R_OI19V4k3I/AAAAAAAAAA0/w_7fcIYe4_0/s72-c/IMG_0785.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-5234644877857031686</id><published>2008-04-01T09:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T09:31:13.234-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tabletops are for Food</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So sometimes I get really excited in my condo, I just get this feeling of inertia and I have to MOVE! And sometimes, I like to jump off the top floor and out onto the Dog's Chair. Well, today, I jumped out another way... I landed on this big, flat surface. I've seen Mom and Dad sitting there sometimes. Most of the time it is just covered up with lots of papers though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I was all full of spunk and excitement and finding this new place, and Mom was standing there, watching me with this little smirk like "Well, what are you going to do now?" So, being a bunny, and so full of joy, my feet started twitching and my heart started jumping and I started to binky like I was on hot coals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom swooped in, caught me with one hand and promptly put me on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hrmmph. I flicked my feet at her and ran under the coffee table, feeling sulky. She peeked in to me and said, "FEZ, Tables are for food, not for bunny binkies! What if you fell off the edge?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was still sulky so I turned my back on HER until she went away. But I checked over my shoulder at the Table. It really is high. It's higher than my condo and the Dog's Chair. I guess she's right. Just... don't tell her, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3450611596888379107-5234644877857031686?l=some-bunny.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/feeds/5234644877857031686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3450611596888379107&amp;postID=5234644877857031686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/5234644877857031686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3450611596888379107/posts/default/5234644877857031686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://some-bunny.blogspot.com/2008/04/tabletops-are-for-food.html' title='Tabletops are for Food'/><author><name>Fez and the Gang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367264049652554741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3450611596888379107.post-8132432273907938731</id><published>2008-04-01T02:19:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T18:24:07.657-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello World!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/R_QHgNV4k4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/dulPaZp7FJ0/s1600-h/Fez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQQ8Mh6YiKU/R_QHgNV4k4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/dulPaZp7FJ0/s320/Fez.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184777320928940930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello out there. It's very nice to meet you and I would like to tell you about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name's Fez, and I am a rabbit. I'm almost 9 weeks old! Very nearly my name was rabbit stew though! Luckily that isn't the case and I have pretty much the best bunny life in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm getting ahead of myself! Let me start at the..... start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was born around the start of February. I don't remember very much, but I do know that where I lived with my family it was very crowded, and hard to breathe. It smelled horrible and a lot of my family members were sick. I was scared a lot. We saw people sometimes, and they took some of us away. If they reached in, I would run and hide under my mom, because their hands hurt, they were rough, and grabbed our ears and tails. We were so crowded that sometimes some of the other rabbits would fight, and bite or scratch each other because they were just so scared. One of my friends had a big cut on his nose from being accidentally bitten or kicked. I saw others with bigger cuts but I try not to think about it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway one day people came, and we were really scared. They were taking everyone away, opening our cages and putting us into smaller ones, and then they would load us up in these big noisy things and go away. I tried to hide with my family but we got packed up too. But when these people picked me up they had soft voices, and told me it was okay now and that I was safe. I was still scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were in the dark for a bit, then someone opened up our cage and took us all out to have a look at us. This lady was so gentle, oh! I have never been held like that, and she spoke softly and gently checked me all over. She said that I'm a boy (duh!) and that I was healthy. She put me in another cage with one of my brothers and said she would take me. I didn't know where she was taking me but they gave me some food, and I ate some and then fell asleep. I woke up later in the dark again and it was very bumpy, but my brother was there and I could hear others around us. We must have been in the bumpy dark place for a long time, but I tried to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing that I remember is being taken into a place with lots of other people. They were peeking in, and making lots of funny noises! They were opening our cages, and they were PETTING us. Everyone they looked at they said something nice to, and were trying to figure something out. Each person took some of us with them. They kept saying it was okay, and we were lucky bunnies, and we were safe now. Someone opened up our cage and said, "Sorry baby, say bye to your brother, you are coming with me." She pulled me out and put me into another little cage with a soft towel by myself. I was still scared, ,I didn't really know what would happen. I missed my family, I felt lonely and thirsty, and I was just so tired. We went on another bumpy ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the blonde girl took my cage and opened it up. She reached in and gently pulled me out. I was scared and I think I scratched her, but if I did she didn't get mad or anything, she was whispering to me and she nuzzled her face into my fur. Then, she kissed me! She said "What a long day you've had little guy. I'm going to name you Fez, and you are going to stay here for a while." She put me into a cage with soft towels, and food and water. After I had a big drink she brought in a big soft bunny stuffie. She said, "I know you must be lonely, you can snuggle up to this stuffie tonight." She gave me a little ear rub, and then left me alone. I fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was my first day of my new life. It was on March 12, 2008. I was 6 weeks old. Over the next few days, I found out all about my life before. The blonde girl is named Mom, and she lives with a tall boy named Dad. They told me that I was rescued by Rabbit Rescue and the SPCA from a farm where my family and I were being raised for meat, to be eaten! It makes me really sad to know that my family members were being taken away to die. They said my brothers and sisters found new homes too and that everyone that got taken that day is safe now. They said some of us were too sick and had to be put to sleep, but that it was better than being tortured and in pain. Some of us are still waiting for foster homes, but Mom says they are safe and fed now and Rabbit Rescue is working very hard to find everyone a spot. I feel very lucky. Here it is not crowded, and I can breathe, and no one is sick. I have clean food and water all the time and lots of space. At first I was so scared, I didn't want to move at all. I didn't know what to do with the food Mom gave me, so she helped to show me to eat pellets, and hay, and now I eat up as much as I can. She also showed me where to go to the bathroom. I'm still learning to hold it in until I get into my litter box but I usually make it for my pee-pees. But sometimes I'm too busy playing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom weighed me the first week and said I was right one 1 lb. Now I weigh over 2.5 lbs. She had to move me into a bigger cage, she called it my condo. It has three levels and lots of room and I like to run around in it!  Dad patted me too and said that I could stay here forever, which made Mom really happy. Before she said I was just staying here for a bit until I got "noodled" whatever that means. I guess now I get to stay here even after I'm noodled! I'm really happy because I love Mom and Dad. And they love me! They are my new family. I live here with 3 other rabbits, and a big dog. Also there is another rabbit that Mom says we are fostering until she gets a new home. All of my new family were rescued too. There is Bambi, Abbey, and Jack, the dog Bauer, and the foster rabbit is named Betty. I'll tell you more about them another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm really tired now, but you know all about me. As you can see I am very lucky, and I went from a hopeless life where I was doomed to having people who really love me. I can't believe it. 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