Our rabbit is a chicken.
No really. Vivian’s cage is kept in the dog pen area (the better to keep her safe from neighborhood predators) and so she has a first hand view of the chickens when we “take them out to pasture” (which is fancy talk for letting them roam in what is now considered the wastelands (literally) of the pen.) When the girls do not have Vivian out playing in the rabbit yard play-pen (which also doubles as a baby chick playpen these days), the rabbit is attentively watching the chicken activity from the safety of her perched cage.
Hey watching chickens beats whats on the Disney channel any day.
Trevor was out with the chickens yesterday and asked what would happen if we let the rabbit loose with the birds? Continue reading
Last Friday night I went shopping with my daughters Addy and Emma. Addy wanted to buy a pack of press-on fingernails “It says they stay on for 24 hours” she whined to me when I said they would fall off during swim practice (which she has every day). Nope and still nope was my reply.
Yeah I know, I’m a rotten mom.
Then early Saturday morning at a yard sale Emma spotted a nifty gun that spat out Maltese choke-able sized balls. Absolutely not I said when she started pulling out her quarters. Wah – she puffed and went back to the car to sit in the back seat her arms folded across her chest.
Yeah, yeah, got it. I stink as a mom.
Then we went to the local chicken swap and I started talking to the breeder from whom we had gotten our lovely seabright hen: Isabelle and our chicken-chicken Morgane. Along with some chickens (which we didn’t get) she also had bunnies for sale.
Oh God, no. No bunnies.
Can I hold one asked Addy? Sure go ahead but there’s no way I’m going home with a bunny so don’t even ask. She picked up the bunny and literally squealed with delight.
Pleeeeeeeeeeease? She said making one or two vague promises like I’ll do the dishes everyday for the rest of my life.
Nope. Absolutely not. We. Do. Not. Need. A. Bunny. We have 10 newborn chicks at home remember? If you glued long ears on our dogs they would pretty much look like rabbits, just play with them. Continue reading