I am a Bunnysitter. Jeff has a bunny. I babysit her. Let me back up. Yes. Jeff has a bunny rabbit. Named Daisy. Let me suggest the vast number of times I teased him about his bunny named Daisy before we started dating! He always just said, "just wait until you meet her." Then I met her. She is the world's coolest bunny ever. She is black with a gray rump and gray fluffy feet. And as my mother said, "she looks like a jelly bean with big eyes." She knows her name, knows the word "no" and is litter trained (well, cage trained). I also taught her to do "up, up, up." When I say "up, up, up" she stands on her hind legs like a prairie dog. She can also jump over a broomstick set up on books on command.
Whenever Jeff goes out of town, Daisy visits my house. This means Jeff lugs her huge cage and two bags of food over to my house, and she spends some time living in my bathroom, and running around my house playing with my cats. Yes. They play. Daisy likes my house. It is a tad cleaner than Jeff's place, and since I don't smoke, she gets a little reprieve from that too. But what she really likes is the cats. She loves to annoy Luka! She walks right up to him and sticks her face in his. He doesn't get her. He is smart enough to know she isn't a cat and he can't communicate with her. He doesn't know how to get her to do what he wants, and her legs aren't long enough to wrestle with her. He tries to agitate her to wrestle by whacking her with his paw(claws in), but Daisy just sits there. So he gets a puzzled look and wanders off. He often will watch Daisy from the couch as she plays under the coffee table. But if he falls asleep, there is a decent chance Daisy will jump up on the couch and jump right on Luka. That really pisses him off!
Daisy and Brody have a much different relationship. They seem to communicate. Jeff says this is because Daisy is smarter than Brody. I disagreed for a while. How could a bunny be smarter than a cat?? Then he asked the following:
Daisy knows her name. Does Brody?
Daisy knows the word, "no." Does Brody?
Once in a while.
Daisy comes when you call her. Does Brody?
Umm...no. Not often.
Daisy knows tricks. Does Brody?
Uh. He knows how to get behind really teensy spaces and hide. Does that count??
But Brody can umm...Brody can...He tells me if his litter box isn't clean enough by peeing just outside of it!! How 'bout that!!!?
Yeah. Daisy is smarter.
I conceded. I think Brody has a little brain damage. He was on a lot of medication as a kitten. I think too much. But in any case, when Daisy comes over, they will romp around the house together. They run together, or Daisy runs and Brody follows, or Brody runs and Daisy follows. And if Brody is sitting on the stairs, Daisy will run up to him, check on him and then run back down. Like she's saying, "You ok, dude? Wanna play?" And on occasion, you can find both of them sitting side by side under my bed. Just chillin'.
When Daisy comes to visit, my house becomes a farm, but instead of hearing pig calls, you will likely hear, "Daisy stop that! No Luka don't do that. Leave Brody alone you two! Where is that bunny?? LU-BROD-DAAAIISSYYY!!!!"
First, a small apology for the lack of politics on my blog for the past couple weeks. I decided I needed a break. I was getting too upset, and there is WAY too much going on right now outside of politics to use too much brain power on that!! I have Christmas lights to put up, a tree to buy, cookies to bake, presents to find, and parties to plan!! Oh, and lest we forget, I have a house to organize and I STILL have a few boxes left to unpack. If you don't unpack them for two months does that mean you truly don't need those things?? Maybe I should just give those boxes straight to Goodwill...I already have 4 boxes ready to go to charity, what's a few more?
In the planning department, however, I have finally set a date for my Housewarming party that everyone is insisting I have. January 7. I am torn about having this party though because it feels greedy. Traditionally, everyone would bring me a present to bless the house, but I just don't want presents. And I don't really need anything anyway. But I know a lot of the people I will be inviting won't listen to comments such as, "please don't bring presents." And then I am afraid people who do listen will feel guilty for not bringing one, and well, I don't want that. So, I think I have a plan. My friend Larry suggested a Stock the Bar Party. That way, everyone can bring a bottle, and I can turn around and open them right then and there. And there are sure to be leftovers, which I won't drink without friends over, so I will have to have future parties, and they will basically get their alcohol back--in their tummies--and bonus, I can have more parties!
I also figure I need a bar to stock. I am asking Santa for this great bar cabinet
from World Market for Christmas. If I get it, I can have an empty bar and literally have my friends fill it! Add some cermony to the night!
I am also going to cook heavy hors' de ourves for everyone. It should be a rockin' good time! And I think...I think I can still have my Christmas decorations up so it will look more festive. Do you all think Jan. 7 is ok for decorations??