River's Construction Company.

I'm sure that will pass the inspection!  River's Construction Co.--For when you don't have the money to do it right, but you do have enough to do it twice.

Please, sir, I want some more.

I really do feed him.  He's just a picky eater not wanting to eat his hay when he could have pellets instead.  Simon spied the bag of pellets and wasted no time trying to figure out how to climb onto the coffee table.  He failed in his epic quest for a second helping of pellets.  Though, he did get some oats for learning how to hop into his cage on command.

I'm conflicted.

Here's what was going through my mind as my evening unfolded:

1.  Aw!  River hopped in a bag for the first time...I should take a
     picture of this.
2.  Oh, she's sticking her tongue out--how cute!
3.  I hope this picture comes out because I've never caught her
     with her tongue out before.
4.  Oh cool!  The picture came out not blurry.
5.  Wait a minute...what is that?  Eeew!  She's sitting in a lake of
     her own pee!
6.  How am I going to get her out of the bag without getting
     bunny pee on myself or the carpet? 

I learned that the short answer for #6 is:  You can't.
I also learned that this photo pretty much sums up River's opinion of litter box training.
To sum up:  River's cuteness quotient approaches zero as the amount of pee outside of her litter box increases.  It's a good thing I love her anyway.

They're all going to laugh at you!

Yes, when plotting bunny world domination, a good name is key.

Two-bun salute.

This isn't posed--they did the ear thing all by themselves.

Thank you! I'll be back on Monday.

I just wanted to thank all of you who have visited this blog over the past week.  This is my first blog and I was amazed that I got 550 page views from across the globe including:  Australia, Austria, Belgium, Canada, Colombia, Denmark, Germany, Finland, France, Ireland, Norway, Romania, Singapore, the UK, Ukraine, and the US.  I hope you all have a great weekend!

Thanks again!

-Courtney

I came home to this...

At least now I know what happened to my computer.

Kids are a lot of work, but they're worth it.

Well, at least they make books for this kind of thing.

They're hopping mad about Easter.

For those of you who are unfamiliar, "Guy Hops" is a parody of Guy Fawkes, well known in England for his role in The Gunpowder Plot to blow up Parliament in 1605.  Things clearly didn't work out so well for him and to this day, he is burned in effigy on Bonfire Night.  The poem is a rabbit-themed version of a rather brutal little ditty they made up for the Bonfire Night festivities.

As for the signage, what became associated with the Easter celebration existed long before Christianity.  If you find yourself getting offended, you're taking this post entirely too seriously.

The luck of the Irish.

I'm not terribly worried because they're definitely going to get carded.

Introducing Simon and River.

And so it begins...

The joy of Paint...

A new hope for bunny world domination...the Trojan Rabbot.

Oh, the stumbling blocks on the road to world domination.  It's always the little things that get you!

A fundamental misunderstanding.

Have you ever met someone who took things too literally?

Why does everything look different?

And she didn't even offer to help us unpack.

Parley?

Here is a photo depicting the most patient bunny on the planet.  I can't believe she didn't try to eat the beard.  I think she's just resigned to waiting for the treats after the human stops using the flashy-thing.

A case of selective hearing.

 Penny now understands why some animals eat their young.

Enter the Bunny

I think my rabbit may have a drinking problem.

I think Penny is just using the holiday as an excuse to party.  And she isn't even legal yet.  Here's what I caught her doing while waiting for election results back in 2008...

You've got mail!

Well, at least there wasn't a hat involved this time.  On a side-note, Penny did almost get her head stuck inside the mail box going after the yogurt drop I strategically placed inside it.

I'm not fat, I'm fluffy!

    Poor Penny!  Not the most flattering of camera angles, is it?

And now for something completely different...

 I just had to do this scene from Monty Python and the Holy Grail.  Penny is playing dual roles as King Arthur and the Black Knight because she's just that awesome.

My pellets were late this morning.

I imagine that a conversation between Penny and her wild kin would go something like this:

Wild Rabbit:  "What are these candy pellets of which you speak?  I know of no such substance."
Penny:  "What do you mean that candy pellets don't occur in nature?  I have a bowl full of them right here!"
Wild Rabbit:   "What's a bowl?"
Penny:  "Well, it's what the humans put the food in."
Wild Rabbit:  "Wait--did you just say that humans give you food?!"
Penny:  "Well, yeah.  I demand my pellets as soon as they wake up in the morning."
Wild Rabbit:  "Dang!  I usually just run and hide from humans.  Do they all give you food?"
Penny:  "All of the ones I've come across have.  You should stop hiding from them."
Wild Rabbit:  "Sounds like a plan!"

...and she never saw her woodland friend again.

Penny's reputation precedes her.

Apparently, word has reached the north pole about the lengths to which Penny will go to satisfy her sweet-tooth.  Here, we find her camouflaged as a polar bear stalking its prey...the elusive Gingerbread Man.  Word has it that he's a speedy little devil.  She'll need to avoid rookie mistakes like becoming distracted by his house (which is just painted to look like candy) if she wants to experience the sweet taste of victory.

This work is based on historical events.

What could possibly go wrong?

Crime doesn't pay.

Inky's punishment for stealing Penny's Halloween candy was swift and terrible.

Just a friendly word of advice...

Why is it that kids are so bent on unwitting self-injury?  You tell them not to touch the hot stove and what do they do as soon as your back is turned?  Apparently bunnies are no different.

Penny vs Peep

I do believe that we are witnessing a "rabbitality" on the part of the Peep.  Don't worry, I did manage to snag the Peep back before Penny inhaled all of its sugary goodness.  Penny probably thinks that I forgot to include the hat and skipped straight to the treat for this holiday picture.

Kiss my shillelagh.

I could only imagine that to a bunny leprechaun, a bowl full of candy pellets would trump gold as a prize at the end of the rainbow.  Penny is now certain that the disturbing correlation between hats and holidays will continue until the humans run out of holidays.

No bow, no arrows, no problem (if you're a human).

I have now officially taken over bunny costuming duties.  Penny informed me that I neglected to complete her ensemble by failing to include Cupid's bow and arrows.

I just closed my eyes for a minute!

By now, Penny strongly suspects that a pattern is emerging in relation to her having things stacked on her head and human holidays.  She is not amused.  The treats afterward are nice though.

How it all began...

I have to admit that my husband is the one who first thought to dress up our rabbit, Penny.  He's a bit fuzzy as to the reason why (aside from it seeming to be a good idea at the time).  When I went searching for the picture, I found it aptly titled:  Do you have any idea how hard it is to pose a rabbit?  Ben foolishly assumed that she would co-operate and not attempt to play with and/or eat the props.  The lure of the pumpkin was just too great...it had to be tipped over right now.  What you see before you is the culmination of about an hour of enthusiastic play-time and Penny being too tuckered out to heed the siren call of the ceramic pumpkin.