Cherry Bugg Teaches Betsy Jo about Being a Bugg

Cherry Bugg and Betsy Jo

Betsy Jo had her first detailed conversation with Cherry Bugg on August 6th.  While that might not seem significant to many, Cherry Bugg wants to make sure that Betsy Jo -- who will turn a year old in two weeks -- understands the roles in the household.  "Young children can be cute and sometimes quite tolerable," Chee explained to her.  "But ultimately the power in the household lies with the rabbits."  A brief pause as she riased her right ear slightly.  "And with Mister John since he feeds us."

Betsy Jo sat and listened and really didn't have much to say other than her occasional mono-syllabic squeak that she makes.  The Chee came away from the mini-conference with renewed confidence.  "She didn't try to pet me too hard," said the Chee, referencing another little girl in the household who has been notorious in petting too hard.

Betsy Jo agrees

When asked about this year's rabbit election, Cherry Bugg remained mum.  "I don't have much competition unless that lounge singer in the bedroom (Commute Bunny) runs."  I have a good shot at being the leader for the next four years here on Dewey.

Alas, poor Driveway, I knew him well, Horatio



After many many years, the driveway is being replaced.  Methinks its the original driveway that's been here since 1952 or so.  That means that it's put in some good usage for many many basketball games, wiffle ball tournaments, and oil changes.

Mary Jane is watching intently as the asphault is being taken up.

Surf's Up?

Somebody is taking the phrase "surf's up" a bit too literally.  Also might want to say, "Watch out for that tree!"

Surprise!

 

Almost as good as seeing a surprised little girl is telling her to act surprised and then her acting that way.  Here Mary Jane is listening to her Gramma on how to be more surprised.  At least she didn't go all Macauley Caulkin in Home Alone.  That would have been unfortunate.

Darn blenders.  They scare everyone!!!

Another Medal Day for Mary Jane

This is the life.  Feet up on the table, chewing on her food, and looking at her Sports Illustrated.  I'd wear my Olympic medal today too.

The Power of Sunglasses

Mary Jane has displayed her own Hollywood image.  I'm hoping that when she has to worry about her own paparazzi, she still finds time to call us.

Or at least talk to Cherry Bugg...

Must Be a Decathlon Conspiracy

For some reason, the majority of hits to this site are from Russia.  Is it a coincidence that Russia is this year's Decathlon topic?  Or are there just a lot of people interested in rabbits and little girls with great smiles?  It doesn't bother me... just pad the number to give me the fake impression that strangers are actually reading this.

Olympic Spirit

Mary Jane is into the Olympic spirit as she gets ready to compete for the 2032 Olympics when she's 21.  (Or 2024, if she's in gymnastics.) 

It's a good thing Daddy has some extra medals from the Academic Decathlon for her to wear.  This might not be like Ryan Locthe's all-American grill but that's good enough for MJ.

Doe, a Deer? A Female Deer?

Mommy, Betsy, Mary Jane, and a Deer

What about us?

Miss Jill and Mister John took their two splendiferous girls on a summer trip to northern Arizona for a little over a week.  After a brief stop in Lake Havasu City, they continued upward (to an altitude above 7,000 feet) to the Flagstaff area.  But before reaching there, they went a deer petting farm just off the 40 (and Route 66 for that matter).  There the girls were surrounded by a menagerie of animals.  Mostly deer, but a few other animals were found as well like the llamas in the picture on the right.  Always watch out for the llamas on the bus as they spit, spit, spit.

Silly Goat

Boy girls were still a bit under the weather so they didn't completely appreciate the animals around them.  Next year upon the next visit, the girls will be overwhelmed (happily hopefully) by all the creatures.

Doc Gives Cherry Bugg Clean Bill of Health

The Chee abides

Cherry Bugg was irritated this morning that Mister John was taking her to see the veterinarian about a small dental problem.  "I could still bite Miss Jill on the head," said the indignant bunny this morning.  She didn't but the threat always crosses her mind when Mister John and Miss Jill allow her to sleep in the bedroom with them.  For the time being though, she sleeps in the backyard ("with the peasants," as she puts it).

The doctor was very comforting in saying that Chee was quite healthy for someone of her age (eight years old is a bit more on the elder side for rabbits).  "What does he think I should be doing?  Playing shuffleboard?" she quipped at Mister John on the ride home afterward.  He didn't have a response for that but just kept facing forward lest he somehow provoke another comment from "the Chee and only" as she often refers to herself.

Later in the day she received a large amount of lettuce and graciously munched on that.  "No dental problem here," as she glared to any rabbit who would be watching.