I'm far too guilty of being a bunner-plucker myself. Mick has a million tufts sticking every which way, and no matter how many I pluck, even more appear! His Majesty completely disapproves of my attempts to de-tuft him, too.
Come on, Bunnies, doesn't it feel so much nicer when the tufts and clumps and such are all plucked off or shorn??? I am on RG's side in this one. My Jersey Wooly is felted, matted, unkept mess. No matter how I try...
"Don't worry I'm coming Princess!Super fast Speedy is on his way"*Speedy gets in his magic closet*...*speedy arrives at HOR*"Princess I'm here with my lazer eyes a ready!"*as Speedy comes bound out of a closet at full speed*
Speedy, you are the bunn! Coming to the royal damsel's rescue, while you yourself are recuperating from a scurrilous attack, will be remembered, lighting the path and warming the hearts of those who are and who will follow.
Princess, Ashy understands... It'll be Jamili's turn soon enough. This Mother Plucker here can help it. It must be done! Otherwise said tufts end in places Mom doesn't want them (the furniture... the carpet... my pillows... MY THROAT... and your tummies)
There once was a bunny named Speedy. He was known for his care of the needy - especially those stuck with the seedy. (Remember those flowers and hops?) In circumstances most dire, but with Fleetie for hire, (An undisclosed number of snorgles were said to be involved.) to Fleetie's overloaded desk they did retire to see what their plan might require. With Van Ladies for backup, the " magic" (patent pending) closet was entered, and Speedy the Brave got himself centered. He saved The (fair) Princess from all of her winces, and all Bunny Kind cheered 'till out of their senses.
Hmmm, "out of their senses".... I think I know what you are thinking.
That was so cool!I wondered where Speedy disappeared to one minute his safe in his pen then the next he's gone then he's back agian looking very pleased with himself,he love's a great adventure does Speedy
Bless her little precious heart, leave the Princess alone. She doesn't understand that less fur means better air flow! You're doing great, RG! My bunnies look like homeless urchins right now with all the shedding going on.
Hmmm, okay...roses are red, violets are blue, I'll never be as funny as all the rest of you. Now let's give all those hilarious people, especially website hosts/hostesses, and their bunns a big round of applause!
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Step away from the bunn, and no one will get hurt.
I'm far too guilty of being a bunner-plucker myself. Mick has a million tufts sticking every which way, and no matter how many I pluck, even more appear! His Majesty completely disapproves of my attempts to de-tuft him, too.
..the name of this blog is so gorgeus!I would love to have two rabbits, the cat,many dogs,some hedgehogs...I love animals!!!
RUN Princess!
Come on, Bunnies, doesn't it feel so much nicer when the tufts and clumps and such are all plucked off or shorn???
I am on RG's side in this one. My Jersey Wooly is felted, matted, unkept mess. No matter how I try...
Oh, dear, poor Princess is up against Cruella de RG and Cruella de BB. . .a little help here people!
"Don't worry I'm coming Princess!Super fast Speedy is on his way"*Speedy gets in his magic closet*...*speedy arrives at HOR*"Princess I'm here with my lazer eyes a ready!"*as Speedy comes bound out of a closet at full speed*
Speedy, you are the bunn! Coming to the royal damsel's rescue, while you yourself are recuperating from a scurrilous attack, will be remembered, lighting the path and warming the hearts of those who are and who will follow.
Princess, Ashy understands... It'll be Jamili's turn soon enough. This Mother Plucker here can help it. It must be done! Otherwise said tufts end in places Mom doesn't want them (the furniture... the carpet... my pillows... MY THROAT... and your tummies)
There once was a bunny named Speedy.
He was known for his care of the needy -
especially those stuck with the seedy.
(Remember those flowers and hops?)
In circumstances most dire,
but with Fleetie for hire,
(An undisclosed number of snorgles were said to be
involved.)
to Fleetie's overloaded desk they did retire
to see what their plan might require.
With Van Ladies for backup, the " magic" (patent pending) closet was entered,
and Speedy the Brave got himself centered.
He saved The (fair) Princess from all of her winces,
and all Bunny Kind cheered 'till out of their senses.
Hmmm, "out of their senses".... I think I know what you are thinking.
That was so cool!I wondered where Speedy disappeared to one minute his safe in his pen then the next he's gone then he's back agian looking very pleased with himself,he love's a great adventure does Speedy
Bless her little precious heart, leave the Princess alone. She doesn't understand that less fur means better air flow! You're doing great, RG! My bunnies look like homeless urchins right now with all the shedding going on.
Bravo Bravo!!! Anonymous the playwrite!!!!!Encore Encore, RG, get out your dreaded shears again so we have an encore!!!!
Hmmm, okay...roses are red, violets are blue, I'll never be as funny as all the rest of you. Now let's give all those hilarious people, especially website hosts/hostesses, and their bunns a big round of applause!
hehehehe that is quite funny,speedy's mum
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