Please only take one, I’m running out.
This is like a virtual bunny petting here. If you don’t have a a bunny at home, you can pretend with this video.
Check out the chub neck action:
This video submitted by and heavily petted by Tracey and Ross.
We all know there is immense and ample evidence of bunny disapproval. And now, there is the look of bunnular shock that can be added to their repertoire:
By the way, Sener-Inner Connie L. says bun “Louie” likes to wear “carrot lipstick.”
‘Scuse me while I lay this five-part scrolldown on y’all, lapine style. Can’t go wrong with the classics!
“C” is for Cookie
…and It’s good enough for “Desdemona”, a bunny and cookie thief. Photo by Kem Sypher, winner of the 2004 Oregon Humane Society’s photo contest. Submitted by Bens, who wishes us all a Merry Pigmas.
I shall KEES you.
Yes, I weel.
And you shall LIKE EET.
Quick! Let’s scurry!
OK, first of all, this is one awesome photograph, Emily M. It’s really beautiful—kinda along the lines of Died and Gone to Heaven. Can’t you imagine that you’re in this field, and this teeeeny bunny comes up to you, and she’s all; “Come with me! I’ll show you the secret bunny burrow—we’ll be safe there! But we must hurry!”
A Virtual Sea of BUNNEHS
Swim!!! SWIM, PEOPLE!!!!
Redonkulous sea of bunnage brot to you by Joice over at Flickr. YES, WITH PERMISHE.
You gotta love emails like these floating around the IntarWebs. Words and Images sent in by Monica H., from an email forwarded to her:
“These little bunnies, about 6 days old, were attacked by a dog and orphaned. Two out of the litter of five did not survive, and these three were not doing very well.”
“Noah is a non-releasable, one-legged homing pigeon/rock dove that is in the rehab center. Noah kept going over to the bunny cage and looking in—even sleeping in front of the door to the cage.”
”Then suddenly, there were only two bunnies in the cage. To everyone’s surprise there was the tiny bunny under Noah’s wing sound asleep! That little bunny rabbit had crawled through the cage, preferring a featherbed!”
“Now, they are all together and the bunnies are doing GREAT. When the bunnies scoot underneath Noah’s feathers, he carefully extends his wings out to surround them and then they snuggle. When one of them moves and they start sticking out here and there, he gently pushes them back under him with his beak! It is a beautiful and amazing thing to see.”
Pretty snorgleriffic, Monica H.
I’d heard about them on “Oprah,” and some of the girls down at Marcelle’s Salon made jokes about them, but nothing prepared me for the day my husband told me he was … a plushie.
“It’s just something I have to do,” he said, “it’s part of who I am.” I tried to accept it, but the thought of Bob fantasizing about plush animals, even dressing up as one? It all seemed so weird. But with patience and counseling, we worked past our pain, and now our marriage is stronger than ever.
Thank you so much for sharing, Judy H.
Check out this mini bun, he’s all:
“It’s coitoins for me!—Ehn Ehn Ehn” (All Paws flailing)
Sender-Inner Katie L. met these little bun buns on July 4th during a visit to St. Louis. She claims this bun induced a ‘cute coma’. It happens, Katie. It happens to the best of us (looking at Katie while holding doctorly clipboard).
Luckily the babies were all “pretty darn cute.” Yay!
Send your (non human) surprise impregnation story in tuhday! [cross-eyed head tilt]
Oh man, (rummage, rummage) I am in such trouble! My big presentation (shuffle, shuffle) is due in ten minutes (rustle, rustle), and I can’t find my kitten! (panic, panic) I could swear I put it (slam, slam, slam, slam) in one of these (slam) drawers, but…
Psssst — I’m right over here, genius. You know, where you filed me?
Uh, right. I knew that.
In today’s post, the role of “frantic bunny” was played by Jessica H., and the role of “sarcastic kitten” was played by Matt and Brandi.