Went out to the barn this morning at 6:30 am to feed the animals. After passing out carrots and grain to sleepy eyed horses, I turned to the rabbit cages and my eldest, Buster, was sitting up looking at me with a big bunny-grin. He was also wearing an embroidered satin waistcoat, a monocle, and oversized bedroom slippers. I put a chunk of carrot into his dish as usual, and he said in a rather distinguished and slightly British-sounding accent, "I'll just save that for later. No point in getting carrot juice on my good togs, what?"
Now I'm not usually real awake when I do these chores (unless the temperature is so low that it bites my eyes open) but you can bet that caught my attention. Buster is usually the "Eh, what's up doc?" type who only talks with his mouth full. Trying to take it in stride, I looked at the other two cages out of the corner of my eye only to find that both of the girls were wearing checked gingham pinafores and holding little fans to their faces.
It was too much, I had to ask. "What's the occasion?" I said to Sunflower, who is usually the most gregarious of the three. "We're having an unbirthday party this morning, " she told me, giggling a bit so her ears shook.
"Whose unbirthday?"
"Yours of course," she laughed. Then Lily chimed in, as she often does when she feels she is being ignored, "And Buster's, and mine, and Sunflower's, and Asher's, and Archie's, and Shaun's, and..."
Sunflower cut her off. "All right Lily," she growled. "You've made your point."
I just went on and filled water dishes and feed bins as usual. It never pays to argue with bunnies. Get them too upset with you, and they are likely to take action. An erstwhile friend of mine made that mistake once. She went to give her rabbit an evening treat, and he pulled out a semi-automatic on her. "This," he said, "Is what you get for serving up all those low quality rabbit pellets." She tried to duck behind a chair, but he pulled the trigger and...
RABBIT-TAT-TAT! It was all over for her.
Now I'm not usually real awake when I do these chores (unless the temperature is so low that it bites my eyes open) but you can bet that caught my attention. Buster is usually the "Eh, what's up doc?" type who only talks with his mouth full. Trying to take it in stride, I looked at the other two cages out of the corner of my eye only to find that both of the girls were wearing checked gingham pinafores and holding little fans to their faces.
It was too much, I had to ask. "What's the occasion?" I said to Sunflower, who is usually the most gregarious of the three. "We're having an unbirthday party this morning, " she told me, giggling a bit so her ears shook.
"Whose unbirthday?"
"Yours of course," she laughed. Then Lily chimed in, as she often does when she feels she is being ignored, "And Buster's, and mine, and Sunflower's, and Asher's, and Archie's, and Shaun's, and..."
Sunflower cut her off. "All right Lily," she growled. "You've made your point."
I just went on and filled water dishes and feed bins as usual. It never pays to argue with bunnies. Get them too upset with you, and they are likely to take action. An erstwhile friend of mine made that mistake once. She went to give her rabbit an evening treat, and he pulled out a semi-automatic on her. "This," he said, "Is what you get for serving up all those low quality rabbit pellets." She tried to duck behind a chair, but he pulled the trigger and...
RABBIT-TAT-TAT! It was all over for her.
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Date: 2006-01-27 10:51 am (UTC)"Pssst... hey, 'Tivo!"
"Mm? Oh, it's you, Song," said the Clydesdale with a wry grin.
"Heh... yeah, me," smirked the 'yote as he leaned on the barn.
"What do you want?" asked 'Tivo with an arched eyebrow.
"Well... I couldn't help but overhear that there's a bit of a party going on, and I wondered if I could join? I've... known a rabbit or two, in my day."
'Tivo's brow darkened as he listened to the crafty critter. "If you think I'm going to let you in there..."
"Peace, peace!" said Song quickly. "I'd never harm a hair on your wee bunnies' heads! It's just... it's cold out here," he concluded with a shiver.
'Tivo just shook his head. "If you're cold, come in for a spell and have some tea. Leave the rabbits out of it, though."
Song's ears perked up so high they looked to fly off his head. "Really? YAY! Thank you!" he exulted as he bounded over to stand next to 'Tivo, who just chuckled and shook his head again.
"You're welcome, you silly Coyote... but no tricks."
"I promise! No tricks... this time."
"Well... okay... WOOP!" 'Tivo jumped as he felt an expertly-placed pinch on his butt. "Hey!"
"I never said no flirts!" laughed the Coyote as he led the way to the kitchen.
Light and laughter,
SongCoyote
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Date: 2006-01-27 11:47 am (UTC)Accurately too. Of course I'd invite you into the house not just the drafty barn. ;)
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Date: 2006-01-27 11:51 am (UTC)And also accurately: I'll happily pinch your butt as long as it won't make anyone too uncomfortable ;)
A little uncomfortable might be okay, mind you....
Light and laughter,
SongCoyote
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Date: 2006-01-27 05:20 pm (UTC)Pats and smooches are more popular with me than pinches, but I guess since it's you I'd indulge your whims.
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Date: 2006-01-27 05:27 pm (UTC)Pats and smooches are fine - but my "pinches" aren't hard or painful; they're more like artfully placed finger-pokies ;)
Light and laughter,
SongCoyote
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Date: 2006-01-27 06:03 pm (UTC)One thing is sure: no one goes hungry here. Well maybe two things: we probably would make a celiac uncomfortable. ;P
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Date: 2006-01-28 05:04 pm (UTC)Come to my paws, my beamish colt!
Oh rabbjous day! Callooh! Callay!"
He whinnied from his holt.
Or something. Yeah, okay, I suck at off-the-feather translations, I know. ;)
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Date: 2006-01-28 09:03 pm (UTC)Actually, not bad. I suspect you are good at filk and parody if you put your mind to it. ;p
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