Category: Bunnies

They’re furry, they’re furious, and thy’re very, very cute. Be Afraid.

What an asshole

You know how you’re supposed to deal with an awkward social situation? You know, keep calm, state your case rationally and clearly, and then politely request a change of subject?

Well, apparently, tonight I was incapable, and made a complete tit of myself in front of about 15 Sydney knitters – a lot of whom I have never met before. Unfortunately though, some of them know where I live.

So, if you were there, and you were wondering why I was such an arse, I can only apologise and explain that I’ve still got this damn headcold, and that I don’t handle death very well. Apparently I’m overly emotional and fragile right now, and I should have explained that instead of growling at people.

I know that my moral compass is wired differently to other peoples, and that makes it my responsibility to navigate my way around dangerous waters, not start lobbing dynamite when things get interesting.

Most people don’t realise that I’m really socially awkward. That I never had a real friend until I was almost in high school (thanks Andrew), and that I still feel like people are only nice to me out of pity. I know that I have some good points, but when I’m sick, and life gets tricky, and somebody pokes at a sore spot, I regress to that little kid that nobody wanted to sit next to at playlunch.

Crazy Aunt Purl wrote a great post today. About how she used to react to triggers, and how she is living without her old crutches, and how she misses them, and knows they may not be gone for good, but that she knows she can live without them.

Maybe I can learn something.

Another crazy animal rights activist…

This kinda slipped under my radar in the last few weeks, but apparently the media was whipped up into a frenzy because some German animal rights activist wanted to put down a polar bear that was rejected by his mother.

Which isn’t exactly true. It would appear that the mans comments have been taken out of context, and he he was made to sound like a monster. Sound familiar?

This man had been to court to save the life of another bear cub, in another German zoo – but had lost the case, being told that it was against the animal protection laws to keep the animal alive. He merely pointed out this fact when interviewed by a journalist, and now has received death threats from all around the world. Made a great story though – many news outlets have increased circulation with this beat up.

Read the full story here.

And a very cute photo essay here.

Full transcript of the Mediawatch interview with Frank Albrecht here. Sounds like a reasonable man to me, but then, I am a crazed animal liberationist myself 😉 .

Make Mine Chocolate

As Easter is coming up, it’s time for me to spread the word about bunnies, and how a bunny is not an appropriate Easter gift. A live animal is hardly ever an appropriate gift, but most people already know that, right?

Though bunnies have a strong link with Easter because of their prodigious powers of reproduction, these powers of reproduction make them difficult people to live with. Once desexed, rabbits make charming companions (I am writing this tucked up in bed with Custard asleep on my chest), but they require as much, if not more work than a dog or cat. Bunnies can be charming, and playful, and affectionate, and obstinate, and many delightful things – but they are not the passive soft toy that you may imagine from popular culture. I can show you the scars.

This Easter, show your admiration for rabbit fertility with chocolate.

And if you prefer our native Bilby (a very appropriate substitution), just make sure you read the label. Some chocolate bilbies are sold by a foundation that claims to protect bilbies in the wild – instead, they fund research into newer and nastier versions of myxo to kill rabbits. I don’t pretend that rabbits haven’t had a terrible effect on our country, but killing them with horrible slow acting viruses isn’t a humane way to deal with a problem that was created by us humans.

Wiiiii!

Off early this morning to pick up Mark’s birthday present, and swap my GPS. Except it seems to be working well, so I’ve decided to keep it rather than risk going through the teething problems with a new unit.

Late for Rubi+Lana’s, and we left early to go to Mah-Jong Playlunch with Celia and a lovely friend of hers. We had a very tasty vegetarian chinese lunch, and excellent instruction to improve our game.

Then it was back to Mark’s parents place for dinner. After dinner he set up the Wiiii, and the Nettles played virtual sport while I knitted. Shoulder still giving me grief, I didn’t play, but Mark seemed to have fun.

Home for more play.

Found a bunny picture that made me smile today.

Dunny Roll, Fresh Hay, and Spinning…

Today, I spent far too much time discussing different grades of toilet paper. Wanna know about embossing and perforations? Don’t ask – I’ll tell you.

Mark informed me that the small and furry people with long ears are out of hay. Which is a problem, considering that hay is their principle diet, and that the little rotters can eat their own volume several times over, each and every day, but I managed to get to Carlingford Produce after they officially closed, but before they went home.

The hay is gorgeous! Fresh smelling, and bright green in colour. I think it’s the most I’ve ever paid for a bale of hay ($27.50), but it is possibly the best hay I’ve ever seen – definitely the best since the drought got bad.

Tonight, after the creatures had their dinner, I plucked some more fur and mats out of Miss Blueberry. She was not amused, but she got craisins (bunny crack), and I now have a much larger sample of fuzz for our spinning day on saturday the 10th.

Sally – I may have to rescind my offer of a lift to SSK, unless you want to come to the spinning day too ? We’re meeting in a park to spin and bitch, all welcome – comment if you want me to send you the details.

Picture is of a Lorikeet that came to visit at Tony and Kates after the party last weekend. It’s a bit blurry, but it is true to the state of my mind that morning!