Eating Carrot Tops Like Spaghetti Noodles

How cute is this?!
He says 'nom nom nom, is there more?!'

The Last of the Bunny Pics

They say you know when you know. 

I had one of those feelings when we left town the other day, Bunzy often has good days and then a bad day and a half, and I worry. Of course I always worry, but lately his bad days were, well, really bad. I convinced myself he would bounce back, because he always bounces back. After all, he takes after me ;)

But this time was different and Mr Klas and I both knew it. We asked Bunz to hang in there, my Mom was feeding him while we were out of town and would never forgive herself if he died on her watch.

This time, we came home and Bunz was too stiff to greet us, his breathing was slow and we knew he had waited to say goodbye to us. 

Yes, I sobbed (see Toby Maguire pic) and snotted all over him, tried to keep him warm, but his body was done.  

His will however, showed as he tried to stay warm (near the heater) and kept trying…just trying. It was not a peaceful end, but I must walk away knowing he knew he was loved, and he made sure we knew he loved us. 

I am blessed to have Mr. Klas to wrap him up and help me bury him in my parent's Pet Cemetery. 

Huge appreciation goes to my hubby for accepting Bunz moved in when I moved in and for stepping in when I could not today. Thank you Trav for introducing me to Bunz, to the many friends and family who baby-sat him over the years: specifically Jenny & Elise for running him back and forth across the parking lot, George for convincing me he needed a proper first name, Pilar for introducing him to meat (...among other forbidden things), Adrienne for being his favorite sitter. Thanks to all the roommates who put up with us, (Jenny, Kayla, Claire, Smiths, Shults) my family for letting me keep him at your home and following his ridiculously high maintenance eating habits, and to Michael for making him an awesome wooden house to sleep on and in.

Who could ask for anything more? The vet said he wouldn’t live past 3. He just turned 8. Many blessed years. Please read on for pictures and to see how this bond, this feeling of protection is what was intended.

‘Then God said, “Let the earth produce every sort of animal, each producing offspring of the same kind—livestock, small animals that scurry along the ground, and wild animals.” And that is what happened.

God made all sorts of wild animals, livestock, and small animals, each able to produce offspring of the same kind. And God saw that it was good.

Then God said, “Let us make human beings in our image, to be like us. They will reign over the fish in the sea, the birds in the sky, the livestock, all the wild animals on the earth, and the small animals that scurry along the ground.”

So God created human beings in his own image.
  In the image of God he created them;
   male and female he created them.

 Then God blessed them and said, “Be fruitful and multiply. Fill the earth and govern it. Reign over the fish in the sea, the birds in the sky, and all the animals that scurry along the ground.”

Then God said, “Look! I have given you every seed-bearing plant throughout the earth and all the fruit trees for your food. And I have given every green plant as food for all the wild animals, the birds in the sky, and the small animals that scurry along the ground—everything that has life.” And that is what happened.

Then God looked over all he had made, and he saw that it was very good!

And evening passed and morning came, marking the sixth day. So the creation of the heavens and the earth and everything in them was completed.’ Genesis 1:24-2:1

So thank you for falling in love with Bunzy (how could you not) Thank you to those who express your condolences, our fuzzy friends bring us a love God decided was Very Good and necessary. Keep rescuing them, keep loving them, God put us in charge of this planet and everything on it.

I like watching Castle too!

Maybe if I wait, they will come to me?

Bridget, you need a refill...

You went in the kitchen, I was hoping it's time
for me to eat or maybe you will just drop something
yummy and I will clean it up for you!

Hm...slightly nutty with a malt after taste.

I'll finish this, corn syrup is bad for humans

I don't care how you pet me, just pet me!

A perfect summer drink. I'll finish it for you.

'scuse me, can I cuddle while you two watch movies?

What?! There is no cream in this coffee!
Service around here is terrible.

Back from the groomers
and his hind end was SORE

I like this episode! Is
this The One Where Ross Kisses Rachel?

Peace Out

Facebook Is Dead. Pass Notes Instead.

"My 7th grade friends have all decided Facebook is over. Dead. It's only drama, no one uses it anymore." A Jr High girl told me this the other day. At first I was impressed by her wisdom, then later, I started to wonder what the kids these days are using instead.

They aren't allowed to fight in the halls anymore, anytime they say something emotional or mean, it's called 'bullying', social media is tracked by schools and parents....

Next time I see her I'm going to suggest 

she and her friends write notes, pass them back and forth.

Just the other day, I went through some boxes in storage and ran across some of the gang's notes we passed in the hallways. Nicknames for each other, (as if our Mom's couldn't recognize our handwriting) with code names for boys; such as Strawberries, Mango, Butter, Lemon juice...I have solemnly sworn not to reveal the contents, but I suggest the youth of today go back to passing notes.

Unlike social media, hand-written notes CAN be destroyed (torn, burned or thrown away), easily denied and explained away (also you can save select notes, read them in your thirties and txt your cohorts to remind them how silly you used to be).

SO! Get off the FB kiddos. It's drama, and yo momma uses it to spy on you anyway. Leave FB it to the Old Folks and let us post our lame memes, re-connect with old classmates, post pics of our grand babies and pick fights we don't have the cojones to finish in real life.

7^th grade girls have more wisdom than we give them credit for.