Kinsey's Great Grammie is in the hospital and not doing very good. She has had a stroke and is 95 years old, so the 'beans are all going to go and see her.

We won't be blogging for about 2 weeks until Mom, Dad and Kinsey can come home. They are flying out to Crockett on Saturday.

Until later fluffy blogger friends.

~Poiland Tribe

We have been honoured....

Yes, Zeus, at the Zeus Excuse has acknowledged our fight for our rights.

We have but one word to say to the Poi Poodies:


"thhhhhhpt"

~Much Mahalo and Aloha to you Zeus,

Ford Prefectrat

PS Has anyone seen my towel? It's missing.

Bad Bad Bun....Bad....you could at least leave the book on the bookcase.  

This is a prototype of a cat toy Mom is going to sell on Ebay. It is like the octopus but Mom calls it a curly-gig and stuffs them with catnip. She made this one just for me...~Merlin 

Auuughghghgh it's attacking me. I love it. My new toy.... 

Kick, kick, kick..... 

"Whatcha' got there Merlin?" says Shadow. 

Bad Bunny Burns Report - 17 May 06

Dear Fellow Fluffy Bloggers,

There is no picture of me this week because I am blogging from behind the couch and Merlin is typing for me. I am still working on the complete destruction of the sofa from within by eating the insides and shredding the outside back.

After spreading an alfalfa cube around the living room today, I managed to sneak behind the couch when Mom wasn't looking. I gave her lots of bunny loves though so she won't be too angry with me when I come out.

I have her wrapped around my little fuzzy paw, little does she know. Dad is another story. He sternly looks at me and says "Bad Bun, No-No." I have him convinced I don't speak English though and for a show of strength whenever he picks me up I show him my pearly whites. I have a sneaking suspicion he thinks this is cute, but not when I use those pearly whites to chew on his shirts.

With Mom all I have to do is put my ears up and mutter in her ear, while she gives me rubs as I lay on her shoulder. She gives fantastic cheek rubs. Then she does whatever I ask. Mom is very good at reading animal body language, so my secret understanding of English will not have to come out.

I love being a Bad Bunny Burns. Life is good. I think I'm getting mustard greens for dinner tonight, and fresh spinach.

Goodbye fellow bloggers,
Until Next Time,
Bunny Burns, BMD

PS Mom posted some info on her blog of one of her favorite singers

Pictures of the second batch.....

Hello.....introducing the dirty dozen...

ratlets....

Hmmmm...what have we up here?

Like Mommy, like daughter....

& a peeker in the background.

Yes, I am small and cute!

Hi, I live in an Easter egg.

The two in front are very cute,

as is the one peeking out of the egg,

but the funniest is the one stuffing

her mouth with a cereal puff in the back.

Vote for Fig......at..........http://hhgerbilry.com/gerbilshow1.html........... 

Well, Mommys home and passing out stinky goodness. We all survived and I guess you could say the vermin won since they are STILL here and not going anywhere. It was a wild two days with all the demonstrations here. We even had the poodle from next door carting around sound equipment. The bun on the fourth floor came over to visit Rabbie Burns. They sat in the spectators booth. Mom said we all have to get along and we know it, so back to the old same old, same old. *sigh* (we are still plotting....in secret) ~Merlin 

Letter to the stinky fluffies....

Dear Itsy, Bitsy, Fluffy Little Ones,

I loves you all, ratsies, poodies, and bun. I am going to the beach for three days. Have the problems solved by Thursday when I get back. Have all the mess cleaned up from the protests, parties, elections, street fights, brawls, quarrels, spats, reunions, negotiations, peace treaties, and any other happenings by the time I return.

Since there is such a "situation" going on right now between the poodies and the ratsies, I am putting Rabbie Burns in charge while I am away. Yes, you heard me correctly. Stop that Rabbie right now and listen. Do not, I repeat, do not chew the couch anymore. I just cleaned up the last mess and it is hard to hide chew marks from your Dad when they are on the FRONT of the couch.

Okay, I'm packed. I've left large amounts of crunchies for you all and for your friends and fellow diplomats. All of you have buckets of fresh water. Sorry there will be no home cooked meals or stinky goodness for a few days. You will live.

And remember no selling others to science, no transportation from the apartment for any of you, no cooking at all, no dental floss, no scissors, no sharp implements of any kind, no alcohol, no smoking, and stay out of my yarn. Do not answer the door unless you know who it is and do not accept any collect calls. Oh yes, and I'm turning off the computer. Don't roll your eyes

Love,
Poi Mom Jane

It has come to our attention that certain cats (Merlin, Shadow, KoKo to be exact) have recently sent a rather speciest and completely WRONG memo to our Mom with several rude and indiscrete suggestions on just what should happen to the RAT POPULATION here at Poiland Schumacher Mommy's House for All Loved Animals Sanctuary. We simply refuse to stand for it. It is time we PROTEST fellow rodentia, PROTEST. Let's teach the little ratlets how to use the constitutional rights to peaceful assembly in the name of equality for all beings large or small, furred or naked, smart or stupid. We will fight for our right to mac & cheese and fluffy hammocks with the best of them. Grab your standards ratties and rise up.......*pant, pant* *takes sip of water* WE WILL PREVAIL ~Narnia Smallrat Schumacher 

We will fight for our right........to exist in Poiland at our Mommy's house. Peace bruthers, peace... 

Yes, learn to love poodies, learn to love...plus you are seriously outnumbered here in case you haven't noticed and we gain support by the hour. 

We are banding together with rats from all over who support our cause. WE WILL WIN as this rat somewhere so apptly, if rather largely, suggests. 

We will not take this discrimination...HELL NO WE WON'T GO....Poiland Rodentia 

Memo

To: Mom

From: The Fantastic Three aka Merlin, Shadow, Ko Ko

Date: 4 May 2006

RE: The Excess of Vermin

We respectfully submit a plan of ideal placement for the over abundance of vermin found at 1031 Ala Napunani #101.

After a large okay absolutely no official amount of research, we have found that too many vermin may cause cancer. Since we do not want our 'beans suffering undue amounts of disease because we would starve in their absence, we have come up with several innovative and very practical ways to thin out the said vermin.

1. Take 2-3 ratlets, tie them with dental floss and place in cat toy basket at foot of bookcase. If Mom would be willing to donate one of her nice wooden sticks, ahem dowels, we could actually make dangle toys. Note: do not tie tails to feet as this would redue the vermin to balls of fluff with no fun dangly parts.

2. Box up 2 ratlets in a priority box with holes punched in side and send to Edsel, who needs some pets.

3. Roll a half dozen ratlets up in crescent roll dough and make poodie snacks--ratlets in a blanket.

4. Being of generous and helpful character, we suggest all left over vermin happily donate themselves to science in an effort to further the study of the effects of vermin cooties on 'beans and poodies. We already have a voluteer driver to drop you off at the UH labs...the poodle in unit #102 assures us he has a valid drivers license and access to a handicap van.

So as can be seen, the after affects of the vermin dispersal/removal will be to the benefit of all poodies concerned. Oh yes and will remove the chance of the residing 'beans from catching vermin carrying disease.

Footnotes:

Absolutely none

Bad Bunny Burns Report 3 May 2006-Today was grooming day. Mom clipped my nails and combed my fur and worked on some knots I had near my tail. She said I was a very good bun for my grooming. I sat calmly while Kinsey held me on her lap and Mom trimmed my nails. I didn't protest at all. I was very good sitting down for Mom to work on my posterior knots, but after awhile I asked her to stop and do some more next time. I love being brushed. Then as a treat, Mom let me sit in the open window on the poodie seat. The wind ruffled my newly brushed fur and I got to hear the kids at the high school playing baseball. I am a good bun this week, but don't worry Riff, I still do my bad bunny burns stuff too. I will always be a chewer no matter how many chew toys and blocks Mom buys me. I like her stuff better. It tastes better. ~Rabbie Burns 

Okay Mom...we know you are trying to find good homes for some of the vermin, so...the 3 of us, yes all 3, have gotten together and have some ideas. We would like to help. ~Merlin, Shadow, Ko Ko 

Mom, we need to talk......~Merlin & Ko Ko