THAT CWAZY WABBIT IS EATING MY HERBS!!!!

Butterbean, our lop eared bunny loves to hang out on the patio.  Yeah, umhmmmm, what he really  loves to do is eat my herbs!  We let him out of his hutch, the patio is enclosed, so he can romp and play, and we stay out there with him, but sometimes we get busy and go in the house and that little scamp is into everything when left by himself.

But he’s just the cutest little guy, I’ll take pictures of him soon and post them, he follows us around the patio like a puppy.  If you’re planting flowers, he’s peering into the hole, when you sit in a chair, he stretches out besides you, then he spins and runs back and forth as fast as he can, sniffing everything in his path, no doubt scoping out his next snack!

So yesterday LC and I were in the house, Butterbean was on the patio having himself a full fledged meal.  He ate the tops out of my basil, no doubt his herb of choice.  And he not only ate the tops out of then, he was sitting in the next pot doing it, totally mashing my chives.  Well, I guess he did have to be comfy.

Oh that little stinker, but he’s such a funny wabbit...

Butterbean is helping on the patio...

 

He's a nosy little rabbit, climbs on the waterfall, peers over the top, scares the beejusus out of me, thinking he is going to hop to freedom, but he doesn't seem to want to jump.  The patio is enclosed, he has a great time spinning circles and darting back and forth.  He hops over by us when we're working, eats my flowers, but we don't leave him on the patio unattended, I'm afraid he might make the leap even though LC assures me he won't.....

 

That Cwazy Wabbit Strikes Again!!!

 

Get your motor runnin'
Head out on the highway
Lookin' for adventure
And whatever comes our way
Born to be wild
Born to be wild

I go out on the patio this morning, it's warm today in Heavensville, 64 degrees at noon, Maggie was trotting behind me, anxious to do her business.  I look straight ahead, and there sat Butterbean on top of the waterfall.  He's just sitting up there looking at me.  I look over, one of the doors to his hutch was open, "apparently" hubby hadn't locked it properly yesterday, so who knows how long the little scamp had been running free.

I was in a panic, because even though the patio is enclosed with a fence,  I'm always afraid he will jump off the back of the waterfall to freedom, but apparently he has no desire to do so.  I'm  yelling for hubby, he comes out and the chase begins.  Round and round they go, with Butterbean zooming from one end of the patio to the other.  He's in the shrubs, he's under the shrubs, he's behind the tree, and all the time I'm thinking...

"Run, run, as fast as you can. 
You can't catch me! 
I'm the Gingerbread Man!

He stops long enough to say hi to Maggie.  They're sniffing noses, she gets bored with him, he follows her for a bit, and then he's off again.  I get the bright idea to drag out Petunia's (John and Deanna's bunny) cage, put some alfalfa and a carrot in it, in hopes of luring him inside so that we can shut the door on him, but oh no, he didn't want any part of that.  He stood on his hind legs, sniffed the outside of it, and then he was off to the races yet again.

By now LC is getting frustrated, and I'm reminding him that it's his fault that Bun-Bun is loose in the first place, so he hangs in there.  And finally, finally Butterbean is tired of the chase, and thinking his home sweet home is looking pretty good, after all there is a heated pad to lay on, fresh water, rabbit chow, alfalfa, he has all the amenities, so he "allowed" a frazzled LC to pick him up.

He put him in his cage, gave him his carrot, and now he's happily munching away.

Where is my camera when I need it?????   Where??????

I have company in the sunroom today…

Temperatures today are forecasted between 107 and 111 degrees, much too hot for a little bunny rabbit with his fur coat on to be outside, even if he does have a shady house.

So I moved furniture around in the sunroom, and Butterbean is spending the day with me inside.  He’s currently eating his litter box, oh my, I didn’t know rabbits were so noisy!

Should be an interesting week, as it looks like he will be visiting me daily for awhile.

Stay cool and wish me luck.  Egads, he is LOUD!!!

That cwazy wabbit!!!

Ladies, you haven’t lived until you tried to pot flowers with a bunny rabbit as your helper.  Butterbean is getting bigger now, so we let him out of his hutch, and he explores the patio. It’s fenced, so he can play in a safe environment.   He also eats the fronds on my ferns, chews on the hostas, and nibbles on pretty much everything, including tree leaves. He hops from one end of the patio to the other at breakneck speed, and then he jumps high in the air, and does a complete spin before he lands.  Talk about entertaining!!!!

So now that he’s used to us letting him roam the patio when we are out there to watch him, as soon as he sees us he starts jumping on the door of his hutch, trying to get out.  And did I say that he’s nosey?  O.M.G, I didn’t know rabbits were so inquisitive, but trust me they are.  He has his little face stuck in everything!

This morning was cool, clear and gorgeous, and the flats of impatiens and begonias were calling my name, so, with hubby’s help, and Butterbean’s too, I might add, it was time to plant.

Well, he nibbled on the begonias, he stuck his head in the bucket of potting soil, he sat beside me, he did everything but dig in the dirt, which I’m sure he would do, if left to his own devices.

It was so much fun, that little rabbit, right in the middle of everything!  The M&M’s co-exist with him pretty well.  He and Mags are buds, she sniffs his tail, he sniffs her nose, they hang out.  Mollie isn’t as interested, she gives him a quick once-over, then goes to lie in the shade.

And so is life, this pretty spring day in Heavensville.  God’s little creatures certainly brighten my world….

I haven’t been around much…

I’ve had this big computer project occupying my time, no time to blog, and shame on me, I’ve had news for days now and haven’t shared.

Remember all the pictures I posted of “Marigold”, the Holland Lop Bunny?  Well, Marigold turned out to be a boy and now his name is “Butterbean.”

Every little granddaughter needs a bunny, P-Pa built Mr. Bean a snazzy house, and he’s currently ensconced under the birch tree, tucked into a corner of the patio.

He’s just a little guy, a gentle soul, who loves to be held, especially when you have a strawberry for him to eat. He will only be four pounds when he’s full grown and he’s so tame, just the perfect little bunny!  Miss Abigail is going to love him!!!!!