Showing posts with label costume. Show all posts
Showing posts with label costume. Show all posts
Wednesday, May 23, 2012
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!
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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.
Tuesday, May 22, 2012
And now for something completely different...
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.
Monday, May 21, 2012
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.
Sunday, May 20, 2012
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.
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