Tuesday, 28 February 2012

The Journey Begins

Well, yesterday Slave loaded us all into these big boxes that had been sitting round in my bedroom for a couple of weeks. I had my own box, as did Willow, and the stripy buns were sharing.  We set off in the car and drove FOREVER.  The box was fairly comfy, but it was a long time.

We arrived at this place - very noisy, you can hear these loud noises all the time, and Julie carried us one by one into a room.  It was nice to get out and explore... especially as there was a big fortress in the middle of it that we could all get underneath.  She put one of our litter trays under there so we could pee in hiding.

After that long journey, Holly and I decided to put aside our differences and all four of us just hung out together.  Willow chased me a bit *blush* and we all had some nice cuddles and pellets.  Slave had some friends come by who gave us strokes, and parsley and nuts and dried fruits, so we liked them quite well.  Thanks Dani slave and Sue slave!

Here are me and Willow having a cuddle.

Slave is up early this morning, so must be more chaos!

Sunday, 26 February 2012

It's getting close now...

Well, we had our vet checkup on Friday... and were all proclaimed fit and well to travel.  It wasn't too painful, though the VET did cut our toenails.  The indignity!

Slave has been running around frantically... not sure what is going on.  She did abandon us overnight on Saturday, and sent that Carl human to look after us.  She said she was going up to Shilbottle to say goodbye to people.

She didn't even bring a piece back for us.  Hrumph!!

Slave and some other human friends in the pub

Slave with step mum Hannah.  We miss her.

Thursday, 23 February 2012

Shocking Behaviour!!

I just have to report the bunny abuse that happened yesterday... we didn't receive our evening pellets until MIDNIGHT last night!!  Slave went off to see some guy sing for a couple of hours.  I don't know what the world is coming to.  I suppose we did have plenty of hay and grass to eat, but that's not the point.  She came home happy though and gave us our pellets straight as she got through the door.

Here's the guy.  She told us it was great, and she was right at the front, and showed us the bruises to prove it.  Not that we were concerned about anything but our dinner!!  silly human.

Sunday, 19 February 2012


We are all enjoying our new super duper heavyweight boxes... Lots of chewing noises going on today.

Here I am in mine:

Here's Willow taking possession of his

And here is a conference with Willow, Holly and Clover.

Friday, 17 February 2012


Things have been very busy... two guys came on Wednesday and spend hours putting things in boxes and wrapping up pictures from the walls.  I tried to help, sometimes by lying in the doorways so they would have to step over me, and also by tasting the wrappings and boxes to see if they were of good quality.

Slave persuaded them to leave a couple of big boxes, so I've been personalising my new box home.  Everyone wants to stroke me and take pictures of me with their phone, as I am so beautiful and large.  Guess I don't blame them, as I am beautiful.

There have been more people coming and giving Julie money and taking away stuff.  Everyone wants a piece of me.

These huge wooden crates arrived this week as well:

Slave says the top one is for me, the middle one is for the twins, and the bottom one is for Willow, when we go on our long journey.   They are very heavy, and Slave is worried about getting them all in the hire car for the journey down to Heathrow.  I'm a bit worried that they have wire bottoms, not very comfortable, but she says there will be nice soft fleeces and rugs on top of the wire, so it will be all cosy.

Wednesday, 8 February 2012

Progress and Stress

Well, mum has got a buyer for the bunmobile, which is good news, though she seems quite sad at the prospect.  Here it is with a visiting charity bun for Bobtails Rescue
The good news is that they now have these in the States (Fiat 500s) so if (please God, when) she gets a good job, she might be able to get another one.

The next stress is having to hire a car to take me and the others down to London to get on a plane in these big boxes.  Mum is worried that the boxes are so big that the hire car (something called an estate car) won't fit them all in, along with suitcases full of hay and pellets, and perhaps a few things for the slave.

As it's been so cold here, I've been jumping up on her bed at night and increasingly early in the morning for extra cuddles.  She loves this (even though she pretends to be grumpy when it's 4am) but does grumble about all the fur I leave on her duvet cover.  I heard her mumbling that there was enough to make another bunny.  She should be glad I leave reminders of my beautiful self everywhere.

Thursday, 2 February 2012


General chaos is the order of the day here, as slave is moving things, shooing me away from interesting new things to chew, taking away my favourite daytime hideyhole - the sofa bed.  She has sold the two sofas from The Forbidden Room (she never lets me in there, because of lots of tempting chewy wires... the one time I did get in there, I severed the phone and internet wires, and the tv antennae wire) so MY sofa bed is now in there.

We now have our passage booked on a plane from Heathrow to Minneapolis on the 29th of Feb.  I have overheard lots of bad language as she calls various vets, because apparently we need to have something called a FIT TO FLY letter to hop onto the plane, and the vets (*shudder*) are trying to charge her a fortune to write one.  I should think that I could just write one myself, saying all is fine with me, and Holly is obviously in good health as she was trying to chomp me through the bunny gate this morning, and Willow is as fit as ever.  Clover doesn't say much, he's a bit shy, but he looks ok.  Silly humans.

But I'm sure I was very helpful this morning, as I was bored and hungry about 4.41am, so thought I would jump up on the slave's bed to say hello, and 'where's my pellets'?  Funnily enough, she didn't want to stroke me for the required length of time when I woke her up extra early.  I thought I was being helpful, as it would give her more hours today to go through all the stuff that she has.  Just no pleasing some humans.

Wednesday, 1 February 2012


Hello.  I'm Cinnamon Bun, or Cinny for short.  I am a 1 year old agouti French Lop that lives with three other bunnies and our slave Juliebun, who is taking the dictation whilst I nibble on some hay.  Here is me.  I am regal, aren't I?  My favourite things to do are chew holes in Julie's clothes and furnishings, jump up on her bed nice and early every morning to wake her up, and of course eating.  Mmmm  love a bit of banana!

I suppose I better put up pics of the other buns as well.

Willow is the gorgeous big white bun, Holly is lying on top of him, and Clover is just behind.

Well, that's all for today, as the greens and carrots have just been laid out.