Happy Couple While Rabbits Starve?

A new report that has been released by Buggs for Freedom found an amazing statistic that when couples smile and take pictures together, rabbits are not being fed in 95% of the cases. This stat was brought up to the couple to the left, Jill and John (whom we will call Miss Jill and Mister John for the sake of anonymity), and they were startled by it.

"I can't believe that," said Miss Jill in an almost indignant manner. "What you don't see in that picture is me holding a carrot. And Mister John has a bunny sitting on his lap."

"THUMP" was the response from one Cherry M. Bugg who came up with these statistics. "That guy has more grey than Jane," she said. Finally adding, "Bless her grumpy old soul."

Chip Afraid to Visit In-Laws

Poor Chip has been watching too much news on TV and now he is paranoid that if Miss Jill and Mister John take him to visit Miss Jill's parents in Arizona that he might be deported. Chip realized that he doesn't have any papers and his father, Root Beer, Sr., is still in Denmark teaching gymnastics. (Note: that supplements his income to go on tour and compete in jumping exhibitions.) If Chip is deported then he may never see his grandparents again!

Cherry Bugg, however, welcomed this turn of events. "We don't like his kind of subterfuge here. We think he needs to go!" Chee never exactly stated who the "we" she was talking about. But it was quite alarming that she would speak that way against her own nephew. "My brother got all the love," Chee later complained. "It was always Root Beer this and Root Beer that. I say THUMP to that. Thump, I say."

Mama and Papa Bugg ignored this rant knowing how much they love all their grandchildren. "It's MEH that my babies don't get along but this whole anti-Rabbit thing in Arizona has got to go. They have all those ugly jackrabbits there. Why not some really cute Buggs?"

Papa Bugg later off the camera said he'd support whatever position got him a free beer and some smokes.

Chocolate Bunny also reminded everyone not to eat chocolate.

Oh, life in the Erb family.

Smiling on a Sunny Day

It's a lazy Saturday at Chez Erb so Mister John is sitting around relaxing. Well, he did take the weed whacker to the sprinklers. And he did check the sprinklers which work... well, adequately.

The tub was fixed yesterday so Miss Jill can calmly sit in the tub while pondering things like "when not to feed the bunnies." That's ok, it just allows Mister John to stand around and smile like in the picture to the left. Happy guy. But methinks he needs a shave.

Miss Jill Returns Home from Portugal

Miss Jill returned home tonight from her long sojourn in Portugal but the bunnies were not extremely receptive. Chip did come in to greet her in the bedroom but Cherry Bugg drove him out. It was duly noted by Miss Jill though that Cherry Bugg did buy her a "Get Well Card" with the word Well crossed out and replaced with Home. That was quite a cute thing by the bunny.

The den now has a big carpet in it so Chip does not have many places to sit on the cold smooth tile any more. I bet he likes the rug. It will give him more of a reason to run faster. Those rabbits sure don't like tile floors.

RBF update: she's taking her medicine. She'll be OK but that nose of hers sure gets stuffed sometimes.

Commute Bunny Styling in Lisbon

No one has heard from Miss Jill in a while. But I have received an e-mail from Commute Bunny who is happy and hoppy in Lisbon, Portugal. She's been up all night dancing and wreaking havoc on the local culture. Rumour has it that she'll be home in the next day or so. I hop so. I miss my Commute Bunny.

Cherry Bugg on the other hand does not want anyone home. She loses bed space.

Commute Bunny better have bought some gifts for Prince Phillip as he does hail from Iberia after all. Then again CB might not know her Iberia from her Siberia.

Cherry Bugg Bitten by Dodger Kissie Bugs

Cherry Bugg has been happy the last few days because she's been able to sleep on the other side of the bed. But today she complained that she was attacked by the most heinous insect of all: the Dodger kissie bugg. I believe she was attacked 14 times today. Very thumpable. So she did what she could: she ran into the living room and bit Chip on the butt. And so it goes in the Erb family.

Sisters Snuggle Under the Swing

This weekend Root Beer Float and Ruby Jane escaped from their normal Sunday activities of hopping, thumping, and sprinting to flop under the swing in the back corner of the yard. There they snuggled cheek-to-cheek and rested there for at least 30 minutes. Occasionally Phillip hopped by to guard the two but they were safe under the large wooden swing. Nearby the occasional fallen orange may startle them but that does not faze them. In fact, RBF can chomp down an orange in a remarkable time.

In a related note, Mister John is thinking about having another large carrot eating contest between Root Beer Float and Ruby Jane. While it is a "boat race" in the sense that RBF will clearly out-eat her dear sister, Guinness does want to check the time in which she can eat the giant carrot. My rabbit, a potential Guinness Book of World Records holder.

Bunny Found in a Basket!

Miss Jill was walking through the den today and came across an odd site. She called me and said, "Mister John, did you know that we have a bunny in a basket?" I incredulously said, "No, I did not know we had a bunny in the basket." But there she was. Root Beer Float sitting in a basket wondering how to get out and what was for dinner. It's a good thing she didn't act like her aunt Cherry Bugg and start biting the wicker. That would have been unfortunate.

If you find any examples of bunnies in a basket, please let us know. It might be some sort of odd North American species that had previously been unspecified by those scientists who give those wacky Latin names to things. Bunnius basketus. Or something like that. Binomial nomenclature rocks.

Andre Ethier Runs Away from Bad Start

While Miss Jill and I were in Arizona two weeks ago, we went to a minor league baseball game. The Dodgers were playing the Cincinnati Reds at the Reds' ballpark in Goodyear, which is about 10 miles from her parents' home. That made it quite easy for us to go see the Blue play. And with a small stadium of only 5,000+ of your closest friends, all the better. Just remember to duck on those foul balls. This isn't like Dodger Stadium where (unless you spend a whole bunch of money) you sit far from the field and never worry about getting smacked by a foul ball. The Dodgers won that game but that obviously has not foreshadowed the start of the regular season as the Blue have started at a 2-4 clip. The relief pitching has exploded in the past two games, giving away probable victories against a mediocre squad. And Andre Ethier, pictured to the left, has been hurt for the last few days. Hopefully he will be better for the start of the regular season. But for now, run Ethier. Run far far away!

Of course if you have any free tickets to the Dodgers, Miss Jill and I would be happy to take any tickets that you may have. I guess we really should work on expanding this blog so more than two or three of the regulars read this. That's alright.

The Endangered Pillbug!

Miss Jill calls them rolly-polly bugs and we have seen very few of them in the past years. Maybe they all fled upon our wedding... who knows? Maybe they fear rabbits. That's more likely. But the population of the helpless pill-bugs has dropped precipitously. Make sure you help save this poor little creature before it rolls up into a ball for the very last time.

Long live the pill-bug. We salute you for your awkward shell, your small curved antennae, and your tenacious strut across the sidewalk. Unlike the louse of Robert Burns' fame, we will not leave you to saunt and sinner. You will be a valued treasure in our yard.

Please don't thump.