Cherry Bugg Does Not Get Cinnamon Toast Crunch

Unfortunately for Cherry Bugg this morning, she discovered that her nephew Chip had been eating some Cinnamon Toast Crunch! The horror for the bedroom-loving rabbit. She had been asking for it all week long yet Miss Jill left a box behind in the den for Chip to munch on. Cherry Bugg was dignified in her assessment of the situation. She went and hid in her purple castle.

One of these days I'll take a picture of the purple castle so you'll all know where Cherry Bugg goes to hide. It's basically her Fortress of Solitude. Or she might call it, her Fortress of Buggitude. RBF refers to it as the Fortress of Stinky Butt but I do believe that was in jest. Anyway, Cherry Bugg wants some cinnamon toast and she wants it now!

Do Not Kick, Pester, Hold, or Hug the Cholla

One thing that was clearly learned upon our trip to Joshua Tree is that one should never hug a cholla. Why, yes, the signs did say not to do so... but one of us actually did. Unfortunately for that one person, the cholla like to say hello as well. And as you can see on the right hand side, that was quite an ouchie. The cholla have microscopic spines which prove not only quite efficient at sticking in the subject but also very painful to remove. So the lesson was learned.

However, this same person has not learned how to discipline Cherry Bugg after the Chee nips her on the hand.

Small steps.

Joshua Tree

Ah, back after a few days in Joshua Tree. I shall ramble on more about that later. But for now, a few pictures of our trip there.

On the left is a flowering cactus bloom. On the right hand side is an ocotillo. I'll have to go back and check my spelling later. But it was quite the relaxing trip into the high and low deserts of California.

It was the perfect time of year to go there. Not too hot, not too cold. Just right. And perfect for hiking here, there, and everywhere.

For those who wonder about the Joshua tree in the famed U2 album cover... it died about five years ago. Talk about a memorial tree. Oh well.

The Butler Did It!

Mister John and Miss Jill are currently celebrating in Arizona. Nothing like a non-major conference team get into the Final Four. Our bunnies would also be proud but they're too busy chilling for the weekend.

Chip Embarrassed by Sleeping Photo

Poor ol' Chip. The young bunny never seems to get a break.

He's sometimes picked on my RBF and then Cherry Bugg chases him back into his cage. Look at him on the left. He's afraid to come out! And he'd also like to announce there is a shoe sale. Go before they're all soled out. Get it? Soled out? Ah, I'm on fire today.

Anyway, the young Chip has been pictured sleeping on Miss Jill and Mister John's bed. He woke up shortly after this photo but not before he thumped. He doesn't like being mocked for sleeping like a human.

Chee Takes a Bath! (or Bunny Burrito)

Fresh off of Chip getting a bath a few days back, Cherry Bugg received one as well. The Chee often suffers from embarrassing fits of stinky butt. She sits on her potty and rues philosophically when she should be hopping around on regular ground. Thus she needs to be cleaned. Poor girl has gotten used to baths but still she feels even more embarrassed to be bathed. Of course Miss Jill didn't help matters when she wrapped Cherry Bugg in a towel and proclaimed, "Bunny burrito!"

Operation Clean Chee was successful as we clean her fur and she doesn't smell so badly now. Of course we did startle her with our jumping about during the Northern Iowa upset of Kansas today. Chee doesn't care for college basketball that much. They call fouls for biting others in the butt.

Miss Jill is not sure who is next in the bunny bath parade. It will either be Root Beer Float or Ruby Jane. But like most of our rabbits, they will be indignant about the whole thing.

Also note in the top left picture that Cherry Bugg still has orange on her fur. That's what happens when a rabbit eats a carrot too ravenously. I hope I don't have pizza chin.

Smiling Brown Bear!

Every once in a while you get a close up on a brown bear. There aren't many of them in California but sometimes you get lucky. We managed to nab one a few days back and take a picture of her. I think she was hypnotized so her big teeth were showing.

Oh, happy brown bear.

That is until you drop her.

King of the Bed Sits at the Top

After the group picture, Lion was quite upset. "Grrrrrrrowl!" he said with most distemper. Luckily Mister John had extra photos to take and took a very styling photo of everyone's favorite lion. Do also note his wonderful t-shirt which reads: Somebody from LMU Loves Me. Considering Mister John goes there now and rumor has it Miss Jill once attended there, no one is quite sure who bought the shirt or whom the intended recipient may be.

In either case, Lion proudly presides over the menagerie on the bed. Get it? Lion? Pride? Ha, sometimes I kill myself!!!

Animal Portrait on Bed

Sometimes the animals just want to take a photo. In this case, Mister John walked into the bedroom and they all just organized themselves quite well. In the back left going clockwise are Ella the Moo Cow, Elly Phant, Clifford the Big Red Dog (duh!), and Papa and Mama Bugg all snuggled romantically. Yes, a good day for a group portrait.

Change of Time Great for Rabbits

With the earlier changing of time this year, the bunnies get to bounce about the back yard until 7p.m. in March! I'm not sure if they're acutely aware of such things but they will notice that I get home earlier (relative to their day) and allow them to run about for a good two hours a night at least for the next six months.

"Finally we get to hop about, eat grass, and mock Cherry Bugg," said Ruby Jane. She then ran off and jumped through the air before giving up on these hijinks and flopping under a tree. "But I'd rather relax," she ironically added as she was relaxing in her cage for the entire day.

"I don't like this one bit," said a rose bush. "Now my fellow flowers and I have to be wary of these monsters for the next six months. It will be the death of me!"