Marchy Four is the fourth Annie-Burp-Airy of when I chose to live with my 2foots! I can’t believe it’s been 4 years already! I don’t remember my exact Burf-Day (I was very young at the time), so I like to Celery-Brate this date instead! I think the 2foots should give me plenty of attention and Treats in my honor ( Read more... )

Ringo and I each have a metal Treat Dish. This is a small metal dish (much smaller than our Salad Dishes) where Mom usually puts our evening Treats. Recently, I’ve taught Ringo my special trick. What I do is look at my Treat Dish, stare at Mom, look at the Dish, and stand on my hind legs. It almost always produces a Treat from Mom, as she can’t ( Read more... )

Every day when Dad leaves for werk, he looks longingly at us. He says, “Where do I sign up to be a bunny? They get hand fed food, sleep all day, run and play, have their rooms cleaned for them, get dinner served - what a life!” Mom usually says, “Oh, boy. He’s having the bunny dream again”… Fursonally, though, I’m glad I was born a bun and not ( Read more... )

Hi, everybunny! I’ve been in a really diggy mood lately! I’ve been picking at our NewsPaper Mountain in the Lively Room, but the best place is Mom’s Couch. I keep trying to make a nice hole and re-decorate it, but, so far, I haven’t broken through the outer covering. I know it’s just a matter of time ‘cause I’ve already gotten to one of the ( Read more... )

Cedric gave me an idea. Here’s our morning ritual (for the average morning ( Read more... )

The 2foots have been in the Burrow for several days now. Usually, even if they don’t go to Werk, they go out somewhere (like shopping for our Greens or something). But not the past few days. They both don’t look so good - less energy and color than usual. And they’re making funny noises. Dad took Mom to the 2foot V-E-T yesterday. She told Mom ( Read more... )

After seeing Ringo's lovely poem, I decided to write one, too!

Ringo's my furry pillow bun.
His fur is warm and soft.
He will always try to cuddle me.
But I run too fast.

(well, sometimes I do rest and let him snuggle in...)

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I love my little Merridoe.
Her fur so shiny and black.
I want to snuggle her little ears
And lick her little back.
I love my little Merridoe.
You know that it is true.
Merry’s the only bun for me.
Without her I’d be blue!


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Since we were using our Chris Moose beds, but they were a bit small, Mom got us some bigger ones. Here’s me trying to get some sleep in mine.

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Hi! Last nite something strange hoppened. After we finished our Salads, Mom brought us a different bowl. This one was bigger and had fluffy White stuff in it. As a good LIA agent, I went to in-vest-eye-date. I found the stuff was very brite White, like my fur. It was sparkly and fluffy and pretty. When I licked it, it mist-ear-illosly turned ( Read more... )