Root Beer Float Has Something to Say

From the desk of Root Beer Float:

"I'm cute. That is all."

New Car!

Photos Upcoming!

Elephant on the Head?

Watch out, Chee is on the bed and she's got an elephant named Trumpet on her head! Re-name the blog! Elephantonthehead!

That silly bunny is the ultimate bed rabbit. She'll sit at the foot of the bed and rest there. If only one of us is lying in bed early in the evening, she will sit on the other side. And at night she will alternate between sleeping on the floor and on the bed in between us at our feet. The only problem is that she likes to be fed at 5am. I guess I get those duties most of the time.

Miss Bugg and Flowers Remind Sister To Behave

Miss Bugg and Flowers, the older siblings of Cherry Bugg, have reminded her repeatedly in e-mails to lighten up on the rest of their family. According to Flowers, "You have bitten our nephew and nieces on the butt one too many times. If you keep that up, Mr. John and Miss Jill might not give you as many apple slices. Those taste really nice on a wood floor if you mix in some water with that as well."

Cherry Bugg responded with her typical defiance. "Impudence! Subterfuge!" With a bit of a disgruntled growl, she turned and hid in the cage underneath Mr. John and Miss Jill's bed. Oddly enough, Mama and Papa Bugg have stayed out of this argument. Rumor has it that Papa Bugg tagged along with Mr. John and Miss Jill to Santa Anita on Sunday afternoon. He likes the horse races almost as much as he likes smokes and whiskey. While Miss Jill did give him a sip of a Bloody Mary, he behaved quite well otherwise.

Meanwhile Ruby Jane, the niece of Cookie Anne, Flowers, and Cherry Bugg, remained quiet about the family conversation. All she wants is to have her toenails trimmed occasionally, have her own supply of carrots, and a sauna. Go figure.

Early Morning Chair for Chip

Sunday morning means relaxing. Especially for our little boy Chip who sits warmly in his chair. Nothing like having your own weekend throne.

Chip Gets Blessed

In front of St. Joan of Arc Church, our bunny Chip was officially blessed by the pastor and will no longer suffer from chronic thumping caused by demons. He will go potty in the bin like he is supposed to and he will never nibble on things like phone cords ever again.

Or at least that is what he has promised us. Otherwise, it's back to get him exorcised.

Bunnies Not So Hoppy on Rainy Day

Unlike the cartoon character (see right), the Erb family bunnies are stuck in their cages on this rainy day and are quite unhoppy. Chip remains in his, flopped and staring at the while. Root Beer Float and Ruby Jane remain huddled, staring out at the rain falling upon the grass. Cherry Bugg remains indignant, true to her self. And Phillip just hates water altogether. Meanwhile Mister John needs to remember not to wear Crocs when walking down wet sidewalks.

Meanwhile Mister John continues to read his Superfreakonomics book and highlight materials for this year's Super Quiz. Ah, the Academic Decathlon waits for no man or rain storm.

Vindication

OK, the second half was much much better than the first half. A new game plan, better defense, one timely interception. That's all we really needed. While 7-6 does not look like a great season by any means, it's not only better than 6-7 but we're also NOT U$C.

Chip and Cherry Bugg both united in watching the second half and by saying, "Go Bruins!" The best of all Thumpmas gifts...

Mister John Feels 90 Minutes of His Life Lost

After one half of frustrating bowl football, Mister John looked over at Cherry Bugg and asked, "Where did the last thirty minutes of my life go?" Cherry Bugg continued to eat her carrot and ignored his pained queries. Mister John should eat a carrot or two and feel better about himself as well.

UCLA basketball season is already in action or inaction as the case may be. Well, at least there's the fantasy football title game this Sunday. Go Spanish Inquisition!

Miss Jill, Mister John Ride Rampant Through Desert

Underneath the roar of engines road Miss Jill and Mr. John through the desert by Miss Jill's family home in an unincorporated area near Surprise, AZ. Miss Jill took to a quad runner and left the home, leaving everyone wondering where she went. Upon her return (she said it was "Whee fun!"), Mr. John took his turn but not without her trailing behind in her father's Jeep. No bunnies were startled in the desert but as Skip is apt to say, "Those aren't real bunnies. Those are hares with scary eyes." Like the Pardoner, for you Chaucer fans.

There might be pictures accompanying this tomorrow. Until then, Miss Jill will rue about the shoes she wants to buy but will not. Mr. John will lead the family in more board games. Whee fun!

And Chip says Hi to all the bloggers out there.