Entry 5

This evening the humans had a visitor. His name is Joe. Joe is a gentleman who comes to fix the fireplaces when they stop working. There happens to be a fireplace right next to my cage, so naturally when Joe came down to work on my fireplace I tried to engage in some sort of interaction. He seemed very focused and every few minutes or so he'd engage with one of the humans - updating them on the condition of the fireplace and chatting about their families. Boring conversation I might add.

I thought I'd liven things up a bit and share my food pellets with Joe. He seemed hungry. I threw a pellet outside of my cage. He didn't notice. I threw out another one. It hit his shoe. Again, he ignored me. "HELLO HUMAN! I am sharing my food with you!" I decided to be a but more forceful and kicked my food out of the cage. Joe looked my way! I smiled and jumped just so he'd know I was pleased with him. He looked confused as if I had done something wrong. I was sharing my food with him, why didn't he get this? "You bunny is a lively one" he said to the humans. They laughed and agreed. Doesn't anyone understand me?!

Out of frustration I kick some more food out of my cage. At this point I have a full fledged mess outside of my cage. It pleases me. OCD -  successful again. Joe finally talked to me and tried to pet me. I let him. Humans are so sensitive, any sudden movements and fear shoots through their veins. I am a harmless little rodent with a cute face and long eye lashes, I'd never purposely harm a human. Well, not today anyway.

I am pretty sure Joe didn't understand why I was throwing food at him, but maybe next time he'll take it - just to appease me. :) I am pretty thankful - he did et the fireplace up and running, so now I can chill by the fire - as my late sister Nadia used to do.

Until Next Time,

Colbie

Entry 4 - Love

My human came downstairs last night, shoved her face into the sofa and sobbed. I stopped throwing my cardboard treat (a paper towel roll) to assess the seriousness of the situation. Any other night when or if people enter my room (the humans call it the Den) I will immediately assume noise position and begin chewing and grinding my teeth on the cage. I feel as if this gives a clear sign I do not want to be bothered an therefore they are to leave my territory. However, I think they are confused. They normally just say," shhh. Colbie, it's night time." Or they pour me more food. The latter I have no issue with... It's the fact that 'it's night time' has no resignation with me. I am a rodent and am nocturnal. It's who I am....

Tonight, I stopped to listen. She had her face buried in her hands which were planted on the sofa. I mostly heard sobbing until I faintly heard her say,"Nadia I miss you." I could hear the brokenness in her voice and heard her gasp loudly for air. I've never heard such a painful cry. There was nothing I could do now but stay quiet. My human finds me super cute this way - when I'm stretched out and 'fake sleeping', so I decided to do that for her. I kept hoping she'd look over and notice. A few moments had passed and the sobbing finally slowed down and her breathing began to become constant again. My feline sister jumped up onto the couch and bumped her head into our human's. My human looked up and smiled. She recognized the loving gesture from her cat. And right then she looked over to me. I assumed the 'cute position'. I opened my right eye just a tinge so I could see if she noticed me. She did! And not only that, her reaction was better than expected. She whispered,"Colbie, you are so precious. Sweet bunny. I love you." She said some loving things to Piper the Puma (the feline) and carried her up the stairs. I didn't pay much attention to what she said to Piper but what she said to me had my heart skip a beat. I remember always hearing her go up to Nadia, whether she was in a deep sleep or not and tell her, 'Nadia, I love you. You are the love of my life. Sweet puppy.' I hope her heart feels as full as mine does right now. I'm so lucky to live with humans and see what this Love thing is all about. 

Colbie

Entry 3

My humans cleaned my cage again today. No matter how many times I growl or crouch down in attack mode, they ignore my actions and continue to dismantle my hard work. Though bunnies are destructive, I am a Creative. Destruction is my Art. My messes are my masterpieces. Don't they know this?! I spend my nights, while everyone is asleep, creating my cage something magnificent! I love my poop scattered over the floor. I love to have my bedding and litter mix to create a comfy pallet. My humans... they don't like that. They call me stinky. Earlier this morning my human called me Gross. I love it! Yes! They finally get me! Until now... Here I am sitting in a freshly cleaned cage and litter box. Fresh bowl of food, fresh water and even a treat. UGH!
It's time for Operation Cage Destruction (OCD) to commence. I've learned that if I kick out my litter evenly from each corner I spread the litter further. I prefer my food in all corners of my cage so in case I'm not by my bowl, I can just reach down and grab food. It's brilliant really. I am still trying to train these humans that I do not like pellets. But yet, they still force me to eat them - they hide them in dehydrated veggies and nuts - which are my favorite. Sneaky Humans. In one hour, my cage with be somewhat comfy again and I can happily lay in my litter box - feces and all.
And here I am  - one hour later. :) OCD - Successful.

Colbie

Entry 2 - Taco Night.

My humans enjoy a weekly taco night. I dig it. They like variety. The best thing about Taco Night is... I get to enjoy Taco Night too! Fresh Veggies for me!!!!!

Until Next Week... :) 

Colbie

Entry 1

So I have started a blog. This is not something the average bunny would do, but as my momma says, I am "no average bunny." I live in a cage, in a house with three humans. A man, a woman and a young girl. I also have a feline who they call my 'sister'. I did have a canine best friend, her name was Nadia, but she has left us and is never coming back. My humans won't tell me what happened, but my momma human made it very clear to me the other day as she held me tight in her arms, stood by the back window and said, "See outside? It's pretty huh? Well, I will never let you go outside again. We will be enjoying this view from the inside." Then she kissed me and said, "I'm sorry about the Fox jokes..." It took me a while to ponder why she'd say that. But then I remembered. Not too far in the recent past I growled and snapped at my humans and one of them threatened to put my outside to be 'Fox Bait" - whatever that means. The feline, who affectionately is called Piper the Puma, rolls her eyes at me a lot. She thinks she is superior. However, I still have my claws. I try not to rub that in too often, but whenever I see those eyes roll back, and I just bust out my claws. Seems Fair.
My momma human takes care of two other kids everyday and they are about the same age as my other human. One is a boy, the other a girl. The boy is intimidated by me, but I have learned over time that this is simply a female thing. We as a species are intimidating. The feline just rolled her eyes - yet she is female too; I show her my claws. The young girl is sweet to me, she might be the only one who recognizes my space and who overflows my food bowl. I like her. The humans refer to her as Amber, but I find 'young human with the curly hair' easier to remember.
I don't remember much about being a baby, I only know what it's like to be apart of this family. I must come from a royal bloodline or something. It's not very often my kind has an entire family. I even have a grandmother! She calls me her grandbunny. I had no idea these existed in our world, but in this family it does. God must think these people are pretty special to have me to take care of. :)
I guess I'm pretty lucky too. However... my humans make the most awkward of sounds.

The feline says this is normal. I'll have to take her word for it.

Colbie