Big Trouble

Oh dear, Bunmum was less than happy at me today. She was bunnyproofing her newly decorated room and had put plastic covers on wires on the walls. When she decided to paint them I insisted on helping her. I have no idea why she got so angry about it, it was just a little paint. I suppose getting it all over me and running around the room might have been her problem. It's on my whiskers, my ear and I now have a lovely red racing stripe down one side of me. Bunmum says I'll just have to live with it for a while because it's not brushing out.

Brambles picture

Bunmum insisted that I show you her favourite picture of Brambles. I suppose she does look a little cute. But of course not as cute as Dylan and I.

Lazy!

When bunmum came to take Brambles back to her owner she thought Brambles was ill. What a panic. But no, Brambles was fine, just very very lazy.

Brambles Says Goodbye

Hello, I'm Brambles. I've been staying here for a few weeks while my bundad is on holiday. He's home now and hopes that I will have enjoyed myself so much that I want to stay here with Pepper and Dylan. Unfortunately Dylan bites me and Pepper tries to frighten me. I visit their pen every day, keeping a safe distance usually, but they don't give me much of a friendly welcome. So I'm going home to bundad in the hope that he finds me another friend.

I'm very tired now so I'm going to rest my eyes here before my trip home. Goodbye.

Googling

During a random google search bunmum typed in 'Pepper Rabbit' and this is what she got:


It's a little bit scary if you ask me so I'm not too impressed. There is definately no likeness here at all, even when Brambles is around I don't look this grumpy. I am much cuter!

Image from this site.

Radioactive Rabbits

Yesterday the New York Times reported that in Hanford (central Washington state), where plutonium was once produced, the federal government has just spent millions of dollars mapping radioactive rabbit feces by helicopter so that it can be cleaned up and disposed of as radioactive waste.

The feces was found in areas previously uncontaminated but the local rabbits had burrowed through contaminated grounds. According to the New York Times 'Anything that hops, burrows, buzzes, crawls or grazes near a nuclear weapons plant may be capable of setting off a Geiger counter. And at the Hanford nuclear reservation, one of the dirtiest of them all, its droppings alone might be enough to trigger alarms.'

Image taken from http://www.world-nuclear-news.org/newsarticle.aspx?id=26292&terms=bunnies

We have had a boring day today as bunmum and bundad had to go to a funeral and were gone all day. It was restful and as bunmum had covered up some of Brambles' cage we couldn't see her to give her the death stares we have practiced.

Now that they are home we have some time to stretch our legs before we get our food, this is our favourite time of the day. Unfortunately, since Brambles got here this part of the day sometimes gets cut short as we are sent back to our pens early and then Brambles is allowed to roam our room. She didn't bother us last night, she just explored and then sat right outside our pen. Dylan and I got into death stare mode but she didn't notice. So things were quite quiet.

By the way, don't you think red suits me?!

Dylan's War

A few days after the arrival of Brambles bunmum observed that Dylan and Brambles did not speak to each other through the cage bars and quite simply weren't bothered by each other. This suited me. But for some reason bunmum felt that it would be nice for Dylan and Brambles to get to know each other. He was allowed out of the pen and I remained locked in.
Brambles was also allowed out of her cage which at this point was at the other end of our newly decorated room.

At first they ignored each other, then they sniffed each other, then they went off together and hid behind the couch. I was mystified.

They had a chat for what seemed like forever and then they came out for another wander around. Bundad appeared on the scene and bunmum seemed to be sighing relief, everyone was watching Brambles. She gets ALL the attention.

What happened next could only be discribed as terrifying. Brambles jumped back into her cage and despite bunmums protests Dylan happily followed. WELL, Brambles didn't like this. She went mad at him and all of a sudden all you could see was a blurry mass of fast moving brown fur as Brambles and Dylan fought. Bunmum was shouting 'Brambles', 'Dylan' and she threw open the top of the cage but she didn't know what to do. So bundad stepped in and grabbed the first rabbit he could get his hands on. It happened to be Dylan, with Brambles attached by the teeth. Brambles flew across the room and landed on our plastic hay box with a clump of Dylan's fur still in her mouth. Oh it was awful.

Dylan was given lots of treats and was checked all over for bite marks or scuffs, luckily he was unharmed. But he's not in a hurry to speak to Brambles again. Brambles was also unharmed and had a sleep in her cage for the rest of the afternoon.

He should've listened to me!

Decorating

Bunmum had the week off so she decided this was the time to decorate our room, well, she called it the 'living room'. So all of us were packed away outside wherewe couldn't breath in fumes. I thought this would be great until I discovered what was to happen. Brambles got to stay in the hutch and Dylan and I were resigned to the run with the washing hanging over us. This was so unfair!

Busy Bunny

Oh dear I haven't posted anything for a while. It's been so hectic and I've had to be so busy defending my territory! Oh there are tales to tell, a week in the life of Pepper and Dylan, so I will start from the beginning.

Brambles! Yes she is a rabbit, a big fat one and we don't like her! She arrived on a Friday night in her own cage where she stayed for the whole night. Bunmum said to be nice to her and she let Dylan and I out of our pen to go and say hello.

She was very nervous and kept jumping when we bumped noses, and then after a while of sniffing at us she just lay down. How rude!

So we jumped about a bit and asserted our dominance in the best way we could. We got on her roof and rained down on her with poops. You think I'm not nice, but it's necessary for me to show newcomers that I am and always will be the boss.

When she came back to see me we had a scrap through the bars. Bunmum kept seperating us but we kept on trying. So Dylan and I were told to return to our pen where bunmum could keep an eye on us and Brambles could have a rest.